warriors do not show their heart
until the axe reveals it
In truth, Lagertha does not intend to stay with the duo - her destination (as she has just realized it) is the Mountain. And yet, the General is glad to have come across Sarkis, for she is fond of the much younger sister, and thinks of her in the same vein as Sette and Vi (wherever the two of them may be). A smile also creeps its way across her face in response to the bay roan’s enthusiasm. It’s hard to stay cranky when someone is happy to see you.
Djinni may not feel the same way, though, as Lagertha glances sideways at her fellow gray. She’s not entirely sure what keeps the newcomer silent, but she’s not going to be terribly nosey about it. “A handful,” she replies to Sarkis with a soft sigh. “Mostly newer sisters, and some I don’t know very well. It seems that the shifting may have woken many up from their immortal naps, but there are many who are conspicuously absent.” If Lagertha had fingers and toes, she could probably fill them up with Sisters who have silently disappeared. Her heart even twinges for a few of them. However, the scarred, gray mare is ever so practical - and as life goes on, so does she. “I’m headed to the Mountain for another look.” Another side glance to Djinni, which turns into a full on tilted-head assessment.
“Djinni, I don’t know if you’ve decided to stay with us or not, but would you mind filling Sarkis in on the details and showing her the way to the Coast? You have an unbiased opinion of the current situation, I believe.” Yes, Lagertha can be bossy. And no, it never occurred to her that the woman might have something else she wants or needs to do.
Or maybe it did, and Lagertha simply wants to rope her into deciding to stay with the Sisterhood. She’s tricky like that. And even if it is easy to see through her ploy, at least she's making the effort to make Djinni feel wanted.
Lagertha
