"If you're sure," Thorgr says.
She sorta half heartily nods, "I don't know...I think so, I just don't know what's wrong with me today. I guess I just feel sorta blah. I don't know if I really know what I want right now...I just know I don't feel like gallivanting all over the countryside."
"Fair enough," Thorgr concedes, finishing his breakfast.
Putting a hand lightly on his arm she looks up at him, "Did you get enough to eat?"
Thorgr nods. "Yeah."
Getting up from her seat she wraps her arms around his neck before giving him a kiss on his cheek, "Coming?" She asks with a small soft smile as she starts to walk towards the bathroom.
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"Don't forget your clothes this time," Jerrica says.
Thorgr turns red and follows Frostine.
Frostine turns bright red as well but continues onto the bathroom.
Sig chuckles lightly.
"I guess we have a free day, love," Jerrica says after Frostine and Thorgr go into the bathroom. "What should we do?"
"It's not as if there's a busy town outside though I suppose taking the opportunity to see landscape we normally wouldn't could be interesting." Sig says considering their options.
Jerrica shrugs. "Maybe."
"Anything you'd like to do?" Sig asks.
"Aside from the obvious? Maybe we should see where this bridge is, at least, but not get too close?" Jerrica suggests.
"Not a bad idea, a walk and some fresh air would do us both a little good." Sig says with a smile.
Frostine slips her things off and sets them on the bench before going to the tub and starting to fill it with nice warm water. As it's filling she takes her hair down and brushes it out while looking over at Thorgr.
Thorgr gets undressed and goes up to Frostine. He runs his hands along her shoulders and gives her neck a tender kiss.
She leans against him and sighs as she puts her arms around him, "Mmmmm....I just love you, you know that?" She says as She smiles sweetly up at him.
"Mmhmm, I know. I love you too, Frostine," Thorgr says.
"What will you do, Dagmarr?" Jerrica asks.
Smiling she asks, "So...ready to get in the bath....or was there something else that you were wanting?"
"No, a bath is just fine," Thorgr says, going to the tub and stepping in.
She nods, "Good...not that I don't like doing other stuff...it's just...I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm just feeling so icky and kind of blah. We just got up, I shouldn't be this tired should I?" She asks feeling a little frustrated.
"I think you're right and it's this place making you feel this way," Thorgr answers, offering his hand to Frostine.
Taking his hand she sighs as she sits down in the warm water and leans back against him, "Really? Cuz I was starting to think that I was going a little crazy or something."
"Not at all."
Twisting around in the tub she puts her arms around him as she lays her head on his chest.
"I love you, Frostine," Thorgr says, putting his arms around her.
"I'm not sure. I'd like t focus on if my magic can help to restore Hel if possible, or at least figure out what was done." Dagmarr says, still clearly perturbed by the incomplete recovery.
"I love you too." She replies as she just holds him.
Jerrica nods. "Well, you want to get going, Sig?"
"Sure love, let's haed out." Sig says getting up. "I'll get our stuff, we should probably still at least be armed.....just in case."
"Yeah, you never know."
After a moment, Thorgr starts washing Frostine's hair.
Sig and Jerrica depart, heading past the village. They encounter several people along the way, but they pay no attention to the rogue and skald.
"It just looks odd to see them wandering around like that," Jerrica says as they walk.
She relaxes and turns back around with her back to him as he starts washing her hair. Taking a cloth she soaps it up and starts washing herself as well. It was enjoying these simple things with the person that she loved most in all the world that made everything they went through worth it.
"I know, but if Hel is supposed to have dominion over the Realm of the Dead, without her maybe there's just no...purpose. Like everyone's just sort of lost."
Jerrica shrugs. "Maybe that's it. Or maybe they don't know they're dead yet."
"True...makes you wonder how much they remember or forget from their old lives." Sig says as they walk past individuals going about their business.
After she's done washing herself off and rinses off she asks, "Do you want me to get your back?"
"No idea," Jerrica says as they move along.
"Please," Thorgr says, handing Frostine a washcloth.
Sig and Jerrica reach the Ulven's bridge and they see a great white wolf pacing along it's length.
She nods as she takes the cloth from him. As he turns so she can reach his back she gives his neck, shoulders, and back a few soft kisses before washing his back down and rinsing the soap off as she rubs down his muscles.
"There it is," Jerrica says.
Thorgr sighs happily. "You know how to loosen me up."
She smiles as she kisses his neck again, "I do my best."
Thorgr lifts Frostine's chin and presses his lips against hers.