[Really, a porcupine would make a fine mascot for Ivar. Prickly quills on top and a soft underbelly. That described the Viking teen quite nicely.]
Quiet, you. I will choose when, where, and what I get excited over. [Ivar truly can be a bit of a child sometimes, though it also stems from a culture where everything requires effort to make, so anything is to be savored for the effort it took. He looks the bracelet over with a critical eye. It's nice work, though perhaps not quite as fancy as the ones back home are made by jewel-smiths. He ties it off around his wrist and admires the way it looks for a moment before looking back up at Klaus. He says in a decidedly decisive tone:] This is mine now.
[After a moment of examining the bracelet further, he adds on:] Thank you. [That's probably the first time Ivar has thanked anyone for anything in the entire time he's been in Asgard, minus the time Peter built him his wheelchair.]
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Quiet, you. I will choose when, where, and what I get excited over. [Ivar truly can be a bit of a child sometimes, though it also stems from a culture where everything requires effort to make, so anything is to be savored for the effort it took. He looks the bracelet over with a critical eye. It's nice work, though perhaps not quite as fancy as the ones back home are made by jewel-smiths. He ties it off around his wrist and admires the way it looks for a moment before looking back up at Klaus. He says in a decidedly decisive tone:] This is mine now.
[After a moment of examining the bracelet further, he adds on:] Thank you. [That's probably the first time Ivar has thanked anyone for anything in the entire time he's been in Asgard, minus the time Peter built him his wheelchair.]