While Kara passed through the mansion, she did find things from the truck had been brought int while she was asleep. Their snacks were in the kitchen, and many of Kara's clothes were brought into Hallbjorn's bedroom.<br/><br/>Her rush came to an end when Hallbjorn put his hands on her shoulders, standing behind her. His hands moved down her front, brushing over her chest as they moved to settle over her stomach. His arms enfolded around her, enveloping her in his scent and his warmth. The man was wearing only a pair of loose fitting black sweat pants, the drawstring tied and draped down his front. So there was a lot of skin pressing against Kara. He was bathed and clean, smelling of him and faintly of soap.<br/><br/>"Be calm, female." Hallbjorn told Kara gently from behind. The most obvious of his injuries were healed - including the mark of her bite. That mark he missed, because it showed that he belonged to her. Beneath the skin his body still worked to regenerate, but it was mostly repaired and soon would be done. Barring any further harm.<br/><br/>His hair was loose and it fell over Kara, presaging as he dipped his head to touch his lips to the top of her head. Hallbjorn remained that way for several long moments before he lifted his head again. "Why do you search for me so urgently?" He asked the young blonde woman softly.