Siri wasn't sure what to say to that, other than chuckle happily, imagining a man and his mother eating an entire boar in minutes. It was quite the image. "Ragnar of Thor," Siri echoed. "It's a pleasure." She nodded again politely. Imagine the odds that they would all be of Norse origin. She wondered just how many other people around her were Norse. It was still a crazy thought that gods and goddesses had chosen all of them, she was still trying to wrap her head around the idea along with other things she still hadn't gotten used to. Such as the fact that as she watched the two shake hands, she imagined the gesture pleasant and the skin of their hands warm and her skin would never grow warm again. She was pulled from her thoughts when a few moments passed of silence. "In any case, I'm famished. If you want to head towards the dining hall with us, I think we should head that way. I was also hoping to find my twin brother there. Perhaps you've seen him around. He sort of looks like my polar opposite. Black hair, black clothes, and probably up to no good."
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