She was definitely a delight, and it was definitely worth having come in to work today just for this brief interaction. Blue, indeed.
"No, you shouldn't believe it all. Knowing about them is my life's work," Ragnar said simply, smiling again. "But the winters were not so bad. There are furs to keep warm, fire, and wine, and company. It is all a man needs, even today." His smile turned into a soft grin, and he once more took to leaning on the side of the house.
"There are many here, in my rooms and in the others. I have grave goods and armor and the ship-" Ragnar gestured to the huge half-ship that took up the far end of the hall. "I did an exhibition in the summer, did you visit? It was on burials. It brought many of our supernatural friends with it, but sadly many of them have returned to their own museums now. I'm sure you will find whoever stayed behind though. For science."
Ragnar didn't mind that at all. He knew they were there, but he wasn't quite sharp enough to pick up on them properly. He moved past Pippin, brushing against her as he did so, taking only a few paces, a little indication that she should follow. "Perhaps I can help you for a while? I must go and check on my puppy shortly, but I have some time."