Well Hello There (Beorn and Kenna)

[Sven Vellyn]

Sven was chinked off of his pedestal at Beorn's comment. It hurt his feelings a bit fo Bee to be annoyed at him - because he was. The dragonologist could read Bee so easily, at this moment it was almost a hinderance. Sven was starting to feel rather bad.

Before he could overthink it, he felt a tugging on his collar and drew his eyes from Beorn to look at Kenna. He gave a grim grin before she kissed him, to which he kissed back. It would have been enjoyable if he didn't have Beorn's eyes on him.

He looked at Kenna as she asked him about his day. Sven figured he might as well act as if him and Bee hadn't been a thing. Not that he wanted that sort of information public anyway. He realised it had been a year and a half since he had seen Beorn anyway, so he had finally moved on. It didn't stop him from feeling guilty, though. They technically hadn't broken up.

"I was out trying to look for Sliquifiers. I didn't have much success, though. I can only search for sea dragons on the surface, after all. Who knows how deep the sea goes." Beornwyn's presence was beginning to make things uncomfortable. "I was hoping to show Bee-orn myself so he could learn the village a bit, but it looks like he's come of his own accord." He shot a glance at Beornwyn. However Sven couldn't help but redden on his cheeks slightly as Kenna talked about keeping the man for himself. Kenna moved back into the back room, and Sven followed. The glance turned into a glare at Beorn, as if to say, 'you told her?!'

Once in the back room, Beorn was quick to resume conversation. Sven decided to stay quiet. He pulled off his fur cloak and made himself at home, putting his stuff in a discreet corner, out of the way. He kept listening as he fixed himself a small snack to accompany the small snack-y lunch he had earlier today. He was starving.

Beornwyn turned attention on him. Bringing his plate to sit near the fire, he shrugged at his friend. "I suppose you've been gossiping about me, right?" he said, before munching on a stick of dried meat, stopping him from saying anything more. Good for him, as he was feeling rather awkward and intruding, even though he was living under this roof.

[Kenna Sigmundr]

Kenna walked back to the warmth of the other room and moved back to her chair. She picked up her work in progress as the two men walked in too, taking seats. She was getting through work on it, she’d get to working on the padding of the saddle soon. Kenna noised Sven drop his coat and stuff in his corner. She was glad he kept his mess separate from hers; she kind of knew they’d go mad if it started to mix.

Beorn then tried to start up previous statement, then made a comment about ‘food’, causing Kenna to think about just how bad that had gotten. She looked at Sven and saw he’d grabbed some food, of course, causing Kenna to burst into a fit of giggles at the timing. “Probably a good idea,” she muttered. Sven then asked if they’d been talking about him as he sat down, “Maybe a little,” she said, squinting slightly and gesturing, “don’t worry, neither of us told any secrets that were that big,” she said jokingly, though she did still have in her mind Beorn’s mention of Sven’s desertion. That was something for another time though.

“I was more asking him about some of the places you have been to. Bjorn (I think I’ll just use that spelling when I use that pronunciation) was just telling me about,” she paused, “Jungles, Savannahs and Deserts,” she gave Beorn a minor glare and stuck her tongue out at him, “I’ve always found your descriptions of foreign lands the most fascinating.” Mainly just cause she knew she’d never go there.

[Beornwyn Veen]

Beornwyn sat by and listened to both Sven and Kennas comments. Little bit of a reaction from both of them here and there. He wasn't exactly paying attention to one more than the other, not that he was making himself do so, he just had equal interest in the two at this point in time.

His attention was grabbed by Kenna when she gave a small glare toward him and then promptly stuck out her tongue at him. He gave a roll of the eyes and stuck out the tip of his tongue at Kenna in response before closing his mouth once again, "Has this suddenly turned into a contest in which we see who can describe far away lands to the local viking gal?" He asked with an amusing tone tugging at his voice as he directed it towards Kenna, "Think I'd win regardless." He gave a grin as he leaned himself back in the chair.

Beorn was still thinking of Svens reaction from only a few moments ago, the look he gave him that almost screamed out at him asking 'Why!'. He smirked a little to himself, not making any comments about it because he knew exactly what the other male was questioning. He was going to have a little bit of fun with it, at Svens expenses of course.

"Mhmm. Yes you don't need to worry your pretty little head about anything I've said.. of importance that is." Beorn grinned as he looked off towards Sven.