It was obvious he spoke in a different tongue, but in the heat of the moment she blamed him for using words she couldn't understand. It made her more angry to try to decifer what he was saying when she was trying to get out her own emotions. She didn't take the time to think this was just a natrual way of talking for him and he didn't mean it to make their conversation hard to understand. She didn't know that he might be trying to make it harder either. The point was, she was so engulfed in her own anger that his little ticks were on her nerves.

He calls her bossy and instead of talking her down or trying harder to figure out what happened, he makes her more angry. The pot of boiling water was almost boiling over the edge. Bjorn seems more amused than anything as she eventually tells her story, but she lets tha slide off her shoulders as she relaxes. There was no sense fighting with the soon-to-be father of her child. They needed to be civil for the baby and all that crap. Her eyes roll and she snorts.

Draugur he says. What the hell was that? Her ears lay back as Bjorn steps closer and whispers in her ear like his little games were some kind of secret. He tells a similar story one might tell about a ghost so she could only assume that was what a draugur was. Her eyes roll again. He says he would hate for something to happen to her and their unborn child. "Oh, shut it!" She says and back away from him with a toss of her skull. "I know what I saw. She was real and she obviously has some vendetta who those who get close to you. You better keep a handle on that or you will lose mares." Her eyes narrow, but she is soon distracted by a tap on her barrel.

Ysabel turns to look upon her cowering filly who looks terrified at this conversation. She has already been through enough seeing her mother get attacked. "W-What is he talking about mom?" She mutters. Ysabel wraps her neck around her own and coos softly. "Nothing for you to worry about love. Bjorn here wouldn't let anyone harm you here and where he fails I will be there to keep you safe." She glances at Bjorn before guiding her daughter away from the stallion and his ghost stories. She needed to get Isabel somewhere more calm to talk about nicer things.