The poor guy looked so close to a kicked puppy and the worst part? He was drunk too. That somehow made Hamuko's proclamation hit spots in far deeper places that would otherwise be wrapped in cotton- now open for full disclosure on how incredibly lost he was.

A man hanging from his ankle with his other leg...out- hanging upside down. What. His eyes widened as she kept explaining beyond about gaining new insight. "Huh," he pursed his lips in thought at her explanation. "I am not as well-versed with Norse...but that's a relief. I will be honest, you terrified me a little bit when you said it suited me," he chuckled nervously- the voice drawing out before cutting itself off with a series of coughs. He brought the back of his hand to his mouth as he attempted to clear his throat.