Kara's voice was soothing. Listening to her helped to take Hallbjorn's mind off of the pain of his injuries more than speaking to her did. It took his mind away from the danger that they were in. The large man found himself wanting for them to be able to simply be somewhere alone and spend long hours talking about anything at all. Anything to hear her voice more. The blond man was glad that Kara had good parents and that her words proved correct what he thought about her life. The home he found her in was one that was obviously filled with love. Just because her parents had been away at the time could not hide the happiness of the lives of those within. Hallbjorn thought that he would be jealous but he was not.<br/><br/>"I am glad that you had such joy in your life." Hallbjorn told her softly. "I hope that you will have it again."<br/><br/>He could sense that she was looking for his gaze, to the large blond man looked over to her and looked into his eyes. The man's eyes were still gray. The emotions he felt would not recede. He felt them for her. The werewolves threatening her had brought it out in him, more powerful than he could stop or control. "If Inessa had lived, she would have been a<em>proud</em>mother, too." The gauze at his chest was soaked, but this was as good as things were going to get.<br/><br/>"Why did you never have a man of your own?" Hallbjorn asked her with sudden forwardness. "I saw males who tried to court you." And it had taken much to keep from interfering - to keep from wringing the life from them for daring to approach Kara. But then, as now, Hallbjorn did not feel worthy of her and knew that things would go badly between them. She was meant for him. He could feel fate pulling him towards her but . . . he did not see the same in her. That was something that heartened him. If she did not feel fate's push towards him then it was possible that there was another out there who was everything she deserved. The thoughts were like salt in his wounds, but the more time Hallbjorn spent with Kara the more he knew that she deserved a prince, a man noble in word and deed.<br/><br/>"You deserve a male who would cherish and protect you as everyone else in your life has." The Berserker said, and the stormy gray of his eyes became, unbidden, far more intense.