Sigurd merely shrugged at the girl's words. "Vikings tick me off," he remarked. "That's all there is to it, really. For them to call anyone else a savage is just... silly." He felt the girl's head on his shoulder, not minding it at all as he walked her out into the Viking village, supporting her and caressing her waist. Making his way over to the coast, he gazed at the water for a bit.
Turning his head to face Maria, he asked, "Want to go for a swim for awhile? It's one thing to work your legs, but you'll need to work your fins a bit as well, right?" He imagined she had spent quite a bit of time locked up and unable to properly swim. Well, being half fish, she would take to the water much more easily than walking, so she wouldn't need his help to swim... but she'd still need to build up her endurance before attempting any long distance swimming.
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