Ragnar deflated a little at the request. Dodger was... different. There was something raw and primal that he needed from him. It wasn't love, it was... something else. Not that Athelstan would care, or even want to understand. But Sif...

"Even... if it was a woman?" He tried, since that seemed to make some kind of difference to Athelstan, "Would you not prefer to hear it from me than be surprised? Just... a name?"

He wasn't sure what he was hoping for between them. Nothing maybe. Maybe it was ridiculous to hope any of this would work out. But at least knowing who it was had to be better than finding out by accident.