Ivar's amused but that slips off his face the longer Dodger goes on talking. Oh, when oh when will Dodger learn to just shut up instead of talking? At least when Ivar talks he has purpose. Dodger just seems to always make things worse when he opens up his big mouth.

The Viking king's eyes glitter dangerously at what he hears, madness and anger rising up in them. His voice has that low edge to it, the kind where one who didn't know him as well as his boyfriend did might mistake for being calm. In truth, he was furious.

"Jamie Dodger, are you trying to break up with me?" Oh dear, a call-out of the full name kind. Dodger better choose his next words carefully because Ivar still has that axe in his hands. The way he's eyeing Dodger right now makes it seem like he's measuring how far it would be to throw and bury it right in his skull.