He pauses, considering that a few moments and regarding the woman before he does what is probably the entirely unexpected. He crouches to one knee in front of Sydney, and lowers his head.
"Lady Sydney, for all thou dost here, thou hast the thanks of Halbjorn Thorsson, childe of the bear and the raging storm, and such a gift ist not given lightly. I knowst from mine own mother how difficult 'tis to look after warriors... and we hath been sprung 'pon thee. If thee, or thy child hast need of /anything/ within mine power, it shalt be thine to ask."
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