Lagertha looked at the girl - then lowered her weapon. She did not look like she'd attack her, but she didn't put the sword away. She did step back towards the thing the young lady had gestured to. She straightened up, lifting her head a bit, pulling herself together. She'd closed her eyes in horror back home and now she was here. She was off balance and it was frustrating.
"Is that what this is? What are those?" she used the sword to point to the cars. She might be able to speak English but things still didn't make sense to her. "And where am I? Is this Valhalla?" she asked clearly, but her tone was a little kinder now.