Re: Warning: Incoming Food Porn
Ragnar nodded a farewell as Bobby left him and stood up, taking his and the Stormborn's glasses over to the washing basin before he heard Bobby call out. "And I will see you soon friend Drake, be safe and be strong!" His salute was as instinctive as blinking, a closed fist thudding against his chest before the door clicked shut.
Now he was alone he had a moment to think and Ragnar realised that for the first time in a long time he WAS alone, so use to being with members of his Pack, the constant scent of his companions, the muttered talking of Kaerls, the distant rumble of the Ironhold. All was not present here. It was...discomforting. If a new life must be made then by Russ I will make it.
Laying down on his bed made Ragnar jump slightly. Use to a near solid backing layered with wolf furs he didn't quite expect the matress to shift and groan under him. Lacing his hands behind his head, looking up at the celing he could not help but grin. "Here I am...staying in a planetary governors quarters...who'd have thought it..." He said to the room and himself. "I doubt i'll get use to it...but I'll try."