Lagertha smirked. "Perhaps a little generous, but you should know me well enough by now to know I do not lie." Lying only clouded people's judgement and gave them false impressions. Where enemies were concerned, she could see the use in lies and subterfuge, but, with friends, she found it was far more beneficial to communicate openly and honestly. Honesty was all she asked from her friends.
"You are right about lítil. Genta is perhaps not so close to English. It means girl. You said, 'You fight like a little girl.' I thought it might prove useful to you at some point." Lagertha smiled, almost cheekily, picking up her coffee again and taking a sip. "It is one of my favourite insults to use on the battlefield. Men seem to take great offence at being likened to little girls, although some of the little girls I have known have been stronger in mind than even the greatest warrior."