@shieldmciden asked the carpenter: ❝ would you change who you are , if you could ? ❞
𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝚄𝙶 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂 -eyes observing the back of his own, calloused hands instead of looking at Lagertha directly. Would he ? Perhaps not. He was a vain creature & would always remain to be. He was simply who he was- never kept it much of a secret either but who would believe the jesting words falling from a trickster’s wicked mouth ? Head tilted to the side a little, a soft hum giving him some time to procrastinate his answer. ❝ I already changed myself plenty. ❞ He decided, somewhat pleased with his answer as he leant back, once again reached for the tankard standing in front of him on the table. ❝ Wouldn’t you agree, Lagertha- knowing all the stories your parents would tell you at night ? ❞
