"You are welcome," Lagertha said with a smile, pausing in eating her muffin to take another sip of coffee. Honestly, it was the least she could do. She wished she could do more but she knew from experience, with her family and friends, that sometimes the best someone could do was just to be there with an open ear and small kindnesses.
"Apparently my people did," Lagertha replied, popping another bit of muffin into her mouth and swallowing it down. "After my time, but they made it across the wide ocean to the place that they now call Canada." Lagertha grinned. "I have been reading my history books."
Lagertha finished off the last of her muffin, tucking the paper wrapper back into the bag she had brought them in. Turning back to Grantaire, she grinned, raising her eyebrows. "I shall teach you something of my language now, if you like?" she said, placing her coffee back down beside her. "Say Þú berð eins ok lítil genta." She spoke slowly, sounding out the words as clearly as she could, whilst still ensuring they sounded right.