Korsarro continue to stare at the artifact, with Alyssa distracted he takes his chance, running his fingers along the sigils scarred into it. The voice of the little one rouses him from his concentration. Her words. Her damnable words. She shouldn't have been sobbing. Or talking of hurt. He bows his head. What a fool he was. He was entrusted with her. And something has happened. He shakes his head ruefully and turns to the giant. This may hurt. But it was what he deserved. He stepped towards the giant, forcing himself to look up to the highest point of him he could. He takes a deep breathe. "ARNGEIRR. I have ruined your trust in me." He gulps down his words, finding his throat unusually dry. "Take whatever toll from me you deem fit." He bows his head in shame. Awaiting the fury befitting of his ungentlemanly behaviour.