Ivar's still got his leg braces on even though he's sitting down, like he'd just done so a minute or two before. He's sharpening his favorite axe and his eyes brighten up when he sees who has teleported into the room.

"Don't suppose you're here just because you want to suck my dick?" Ivar says with a smirk. What can he say, he's always a little horny when he's around Dodger. Sometimes, his penis is the only part of him Ivar really likes. But the smirk fades when he sees the expression on his boyfriend's face. "What is it?"