Well, that's a surprise. She abruptly drops him, but only to grab his shoulder and steer him into the building, away from the whispers and out of the sun.
America is too hot. Her mother sometimes comments on Iceland being too cold, even in the summer, but her mother is sick... perhaps she can bring her to America one day. Or back to where she grew up, somewhere near the Danish-German border, or so Ylva understands. Neither of her parents ever really talk about that place.
"No, I'm just your elder for the moment, so I'm calling the shots until we're done."
...Ásatrú, and he knows the word. Speaks with an accent, too. She's gotten a bit better at recognizing those since she got her, along with her own English getting better. Or well, more fluent and natural and American. Hm.
She's heard the accent before... from her mother, speaking in English to one of the foreigners who interviewed to work at the farm.
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America is too hot. Her mother sometimes comments on Iceland being too cold, even in the summer, but her mother is sick... perhaps she can bring her to America one day. Or back to where she grew up, somewhere near the Danish-German border, or so Ylva understands. Neither of her parents ever really talk about that place.
"No, I'm just your elder for the moment, so I'm calling the shots until we're done."
...Ásatrú, and he knows the word. Speaks with an accent, too. She's gotten a bit better at recognizing those since she got her, along with her own English getting better. Or well, more fluent and natural and American. Hm.
She's heard the accent before... from her mother, speaking in English to one of the foreigners who interviewed to work at the farm.
"You're Danish."