Dodger relaxes a bit at the touch, leaning into Ivar's hand and the kiss. Slowly he reaches out, running his hand along Ivar's side as he presses another kiss to the viking's lips.

"Just needed to see you." He chews his cheek a bit, not entirely sure how to voice his thoughts. At least he isn't having a complete breakdown this time. "I'm... I don't know. Lost."

There's another pensive pause, and his brow furrows a bit. He's asked a few people this, but he can't help seeking Ivar's opinion too.

"Do you think I'm a monster?"