Ragnar broke into a humorless smile, scoffing softly.

"We could have very easily killed him, Athelstan," He said dryly, not mentioning the power dampening collar that Ivar had found them.

"I do not know. I hope he did," Ragnar tilted his head a little, eyes narrowing as he studied Athelstan's face. He pushed off the counter, moving closer, putting his hand down on the counter beside Athelstan, in the monk's space, "He has said something to you? What?"

Ragnar backed off a little, eyes still narrowed, watching Athelstan's expression.

"Dodger knows exactly why I did it. As do I."