"And it is you he hunts," Hati points out, stepping away from her. She can hate him all she wants; it's what he is, after all.
Of course, killing her isn't his right. He may not respect her, but he does respect his brother and Hati won't sully what is Sköll's to catch.
Not that Sól needs to know that.
Clenching her hair in his fist, he nods to her, entirely mocking. "Your help has been very much appreciated, my lady. Until we meet again." And he heads to door and back out to the street. It's his time to roam now.