"All is well, brother Nerrik.  Surely Mary understand that you meant no harm.  Don't you Mary?"  He hugs the girl close to his huge, muscled chest.  He is quickly fondled by a newcomer whose hand is wandering about Arngeirr's mighty physique.  "I say old chum, I do indeed lift, for it a gentleman's duty to prepare his body as well as his mind to the best of his abilities!  And I say, do remove your hand from breast.  It is rather ungentlemanly."