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Ragnar was already talking with Ketill. They seemed to be discussing some shared story about a battle with Reachmen out west. The ex-Thane spared Nissa a look, but that was the extent of it.

The Housecarl, however, was watching the scarred Dunmer with a degree of suspicion.

"Uh, yeah." Scire replied, noticing that change in Hawke's mood. She seemed to have two- arrogant humor, and chilled rage. He could feel the second radiating off of her, and he slowly looked over to the Nord boy. He was a little older than Scire himself, maybe in his early twenties, and he was watching the Breton and Dunmer with a degree of curiousity and amusment now.

"How's it going?" Scire asked the Nord, breaking the silence.

The Nord smiled back politely and bowed his head, obviously a noble of some sort given the calculation of the gesture. "I am fine, thank you." The Nord lad replied with grammical excellence.