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While Ragnar chooses which root would be best for them, Athelstan walks slowly around the clearing, fascinated by the unfamiliar nature.

"Every day we're together", he agrees softly.

Ragnar nods, and leans his forehead against Athelstan's.

He doesn't move, either away or closer, content to lie like that.

"We can stay here until it gets cold," Ragnar says.

"Yes. And then we can go inside, to the little room with the fireplace."

"And then think of other things to do," Ragnar says, sighing contentedly and closing his eyes, just for a little moment.

"I should think we can come up with something."

He pillows his head on Ragnar's chest.