Are
Conflicted, Are sat and chewed the inside of his cheek like he had a habit of doing. Not until he felt the metallic taste that tended to follow deep thoughts. A thief, but who am I to judge? I'm here too. A light chuckle and a shake of his head was enough to put an end to whatever judgement had been brewing in his thoughts. Not as if it mattered anymore, death was probably enough to change a man. For better or worse though?
A shrug and half a smile was all he had as an answer to the thief's honesty. Surely no one that honest could be all bad. Still, Are was comforted that all he had worth stealing had been sent to the bottom of Mälaren. "I recognize that, your kind is part of the reason I'm here." he said, but not with a trace of ill will. Voice as if talking about seeing an old friend. A reminder of home, a bleak one, but not one to look a gift horse in the mouth Are's smile grew again.
"No harm done though, it's not like you tipped the boat." he leaned back, hat in hand and still smiling. "Is it your hell or my Hel that takes anyone but the drowned and honorable? No matter what we call it, it could've been worse, no?"
A shrug and half a smile was all he had as an answer to the thief's honesty. Surely no one that honest could be all bad. Still, Are was comforted that all he had worth stealing had been sent to the bottom of Mälaren. "I recognize that, your kind is part of the reason I'm here." he said, but not with a trace of ill will. Voice as if talking about seeing an old friend. A reminder of home, a bleak one, but not one to look a gift horse in the mouth Are's smile grew again.
"No harm done though, it's not like you tipped the boat." he leaned back, hat in hand and still smiling. "Is it your hell or my Hel that takes anyone but the drowned and honorable? No matter what we call it, it could've been worse, no?"
