"We do much more than raid and kill," Ivar causally reminded her, but kept a smirk on his lips to suggest that he didn't mind that she viewed Vikings in such a light. "We worship many gods, not only one- to worship one as a One True God would offend the others. I admire Thor and Ty, but I do not choose a favorite for then one may not favor me in battle." A woman taking interest in him was flattering to Ivar, although he didn't much care for her perspective so the conversation would easily stay one sided.

Leaning forward, he began to unlatch his leg braces, which were complex. He would grunt and exhale heavily when removing them, getting great relief when the metal wasn't digging into his legs.

"You talk a great deal for a maiden here. You will not fair well as a slave if you keep with the talking." it was a word of warning he said as he reached out to touch her blond locks.