Re: Lagertha/Ragnar
[It was usually a sign of her anger when she grabbed his hair like that and for a brief moment, something akin to hope flared in his chest that she was taking him by the hair to kiss him, but her gaze moved to his scalp, not his lips, and a small, displeased sigh left him.] Where is what? [It was true that he was thinking of adding more to the shaved skin of his head, but he hadn't done it yet. There had not been time and he wasn't sure what he wanted to add yet. Perhaps another raven, perhaps a serpent tying them together, or the mighty Mjolnir. He was undecided.
He sighed quietly at the touch and finally, finally reached for her, his hand settling loosely on the curve of her hip. Not holding, not gripping, but something that could quickly turn to either if she'd allow it. He grinned when she pulled harder on his hair, but he went willingly with it, not even mock fighting against it.] What have you seen?