Ragnar moved his hand so he could trace his fingers along Athelstan's arm when the monk reached out to touch him. Finally. He looked appropriately confused, searching Athelstan's face for a moment before furrowing his brows for half a second.

"I thought you would want space. It would not make you angrier? My... very presence would not be an annoyance?" Lagertha's words coming out of his mouth.