Athelstan is tempted to argue but he couldn't find it in himself to do so. He had done things that were wrong too but perhaps what had happened is his punishment for them after all. He didn't think in terms of crime and punishment very often.
There's a tired sigh at the tapping and he turns to meet Ragnar's gaze. He feels that Ragnar has missed part of his point but he doesn't inform him of such. He knows how he feels about it but he can't help the sense of dread and anxiety that's been weighing on him since he had spoken with Dodger earlier.
"I know," Athelstan murmurs and he drops the knife again, dropping his hand over Ragnar's gently and squeezing for a moment. "But, I think you are failing to see the grey areas of the world in all of this and that is dangerous with him. And I wish that you had not involved Ivar still."
He hadn't pressed Ragnar to answer about Ivar earlier and he still wouldn't. He lets go of his hand then and gets back to work.
"Grey areas?" He tilted his head to the side, genuinely not following Athelstan, "What do you mean? What is it that you think I have 'missed'?"
Ragnar was willing to listen. It certainly didn't mean he was willing to agree, but he was always willing to listen with an open mind, especially to Athelstan.
And he once again seemed to ignore the fact that Athelstan had brought Ivar up, but the monk had already hit on something that might help him figure it out. It was simple. Very simple. Ragnar had needed help. Athelstan had said it himself, Dodger had godlike powers. Alone, he wasn't so sure he'd have even been able to get in a full conversation without Dodger teleporting away and he certainly wouldn't have been able to actually do anything. Maybe now that he knew about these power canceling collars, but he hadn't. Ivar had told him about those as well.
Athelstan shakes his head. "It doesn't matter," Athelstan says. He's quiet then as he keeps cooking.
"I just wanted to be able to forget that it had happened and now I do not think that will be possible," Athelstan's voice is barely audible at that point, and it's partially an answer and partially a reason.
"Does it not?" He countered, lips pressed into a thin line. There was a weight behind his words, a reminder of what keeping things to himself had resulted in before, but he wasn't going to push it beyond that, annoyed but willing to let it go.
"Yes. I am sure that punishing Dodger for what he did to you will make it so much harder than if I had done nothing at all and he was left thinking that his actions were perfectly acceptable," He snapped, pushing away from the counter and moving to leave the kitchen, heading to the back door to see to the goats.
"You think that that is the end of it, that is what you're not seeing, Ragnar," Athelstan said, louder though he doesn't try to stop the other from leaving if he keeps going. He has dinner to make and Gyda really could be home at any time.
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There's a tired sigh at the tapping and he turns to meet Ragnar's gaze. He feels that Ragnar has missed part of his point but he doesn't inform him of such. He knows how he feels about it but he can't help the sense of dread and anxiety that's been weighing on him since he had spoken with Dodger earlier.
"I know," Athelstan murmurs and he drops the knife again, dropping his hand over Ragnar's gently and squeezing for a moment. "But, I think you are failing to see the grey areas of the world in all of this and that is dangerous with him. And I wish that you had not involved Ivar still."
He hadn't pressed Ragnar to answer about Ivar earlier and he still wouldn't. He lets go of his hand then and gets back to work.
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Ragnar was willing to listen. It certainly didn't mean he was willing to agree, but he was always willing to listen with an open mind, especially to Athelstan.
And he once again seemed to ignore the fact that Athelstan had brought Ivar up, but the monk had already hit on something that might help him figure it out. It was simple. Very simple. Ragnar had needed help. Athelstan had said it himself, Dodger had godlike powers. Alone, he wasn't so sure he'd have even been able to get in a full conversation without Dodger teleporting away and he certainly wouldn't have been able to actually do anything. Maybe now that he knew about these power canceling collars, but he hadn't. Ivar had told him about those as well.
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"I just wanted to be able to forget that it had happened and now I do not think that will be possible," Athelstan's voice is barely audible at that point, and it's partially an answer and partially a reason.
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"Does it not?" He countered, lips pressed into a thin line. There was a weight behind his words, a reminder of what keeping things to himself had resulted in before, but he wasn't going to push it beyond that, annoyed but willing to let it go.
"Yes. I am sure that punishing Dodger for what he did to you will make it so much harder than if I had done nothing at all and he was left thinking that his actions were perfectly acceptable," He snapped, pushing away from the counter and moving to leave the kitchen, heading to the back door to see to the goats.
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