Neither of them were probably what most would consider conventional couple, but they worked. They were partners of sorts, friends at the very least and he was content in knowing that for most of their lives up until Fjallraven’s death. That had been an eye opener for him. It didn’t fix him emotionally, those were still far of distant things that he would never really be able to express in any good fashion. However, if there was a female out there for him Viora was the one. She would be the one he thought he could get close to perhaps, he never minded being touched by her. A snap a nudge, whatever it may be.

Regardless, since she prodded he proposed the question, though he didn’t really mean it to be a true proposal, more he wanted her thoughts on it. Regardless though her answer was enough to make him smirk back at her. Message received. He didn’t get all close to her, it wasn’t exactly his thing, perhaps on their way back he would bump shoulders or otherwise give her a little physical contact but until then they did have a job to actually focus on.

”Well alright then.” He replied as she said that wasn’t too hard. He disagreed somewhat, but really he was pleased that he had it in the open and that she had agreed that they could be mates. He would have to make sure not to bottle himself up around her as much anymore. They were mates now, but he wasn’t sure if he would start treating her much differently than before just because they were ‘official’ what did it really change or matter other than adding a title? He didn’t know. There was some type of small satisfaction though in knowing that if someone asked he could say it without hesitation.

However they had a job to do. They scoured the area and Magnus was hell bent on making sure he didn’t accidently besmirch Viora’s good name in the pack as the Spider. He wanted to help her make sure they found something but it was pretty hard to say when they could get a lead. He pawed at the ground and sniffed a tree. He made certain there was nothing around this clearly before shuffling around and lifting his leg. He had a more potent way of knowing where they had looked. Something that would last.

”A while. This forest is big, and we can’t count on something as obscure as luck. We may find nothing at all. Snow’s fallen, melted fallen again… the scene could be awash of scents by not just from passers by.” He commented casually finishing his mark before striding up to her. ”A witness would be helpful. Who found that body originally?” He asks casually, ”Them telling us would have been a big help rather than sending us to look for a stick in the damn forest.”