Arngeirr's arms are folded tightly across his.  The crisis seems to have been averted, and little Mary and the Quacks are safe.  The huge man's gentlemanly eyes are locked on the butler, who has somehow found a way to completely avoid the giant's presence.  Odd, to say the least.<br/><br/>Arngeirr's stomach makes it impossible for him to go unnoticed, however, in the rudest fashion possible.  Though he refuses to move, his face begins to glow a bright red.