[Ivar arrived, taking in his father's appearance. For a moment, he flashes back to the sight of seeing his father after he had been gone for ten years: how he seemed to have lost some vital spark that kept him going. He had seem so worn out. But Ragnar has years to go before he reaches that point and still has plenty of life left in him.
He poured himself a glass of ale, drinking it partway down before he spoke. Ivar always had a very expressive face, and while his eyes are trying to look hard as ice, there's something very vulnerable in his gaze, sadness that has yet to lift.]
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Date: 2018-01-26 08:52 am (UTC)He poured himself a glass of ale, drinking it partway down before he spoke. Ivar always had a very expressive face, and while his eyes are trying to look hard as ice, there's something very vulnerable in his gaze, sadness that has yet to lift.]
You got me. Say your piece.