Lagertha drank a little more of her coffee before placing it down on the curb beside her and reaching into the bag for the second muffin. She had eaten at lunch time but that had been a good few hours ago and she found herself feeling glad that the muffin looked hearty.
As Grantaire did, Lagertha also broke off a piece of the muffin and ate it, enjoying the sweet taste of chocolate on her tongue. She had discovered rather quickly that it wasn't acceptable to eat like a pig in this day and age. At least, not in polite company. Rebekah had been quick to teach her some modern manners, which had, so far, served her well.
"Pont d'Iéna," Lagertha repeated, sounding out the word as Grantaire had said it. Were two languages not enough for her to know? Was she now learning French as well? "
"People can fly on their travels now, I have been told. In things called aeroplanes." Lagertha gave a little shudder. People were not designed to fly and she still wasn't completely convinced that it was possible. She would have to wait and see what she thought of these aeroplanes when she saw one and had time to study it.
"My people travelled by sea," Lagertha told Grantaire, remembering what Rebekah had said about finishing her mouthfuls before talking. "We were known as great explorers. But, still, it would take us many days to make sea crossings. It seems so strange to me that travel has become so easy. Today, anyone can do it. The world would have been very different if it had been so in my time."