Vesper found her way over to the fire, sitting next to the large man. She wanted to say something. Something to lift spirits and moods, but, she didn't know what to say. Glancing down, she noticed the weapon, and frowned."...Were you close to him,"she asked eyes finding his."I didn't....I didn't know him very well, but, his father is nice."here she let out a chuckle"He likes to call me sunshine. Says I've got a bright personality, and the hair to match."her hand came up to her hair, twirling a stray lock around her finger. She gave Ragnar a sad smile. "I hope he's alright,"