runs into his house, cursing. He was soaked.

startled slightly, he looked toward the door, hearing the Dane, he didn't get up to go check or anything. "Y' wet, ja?"

nodded as he threw his coat and boots off. "Mhmm. But not from ye."

rolls his eyes. "Towels are upstairs 'nd hand up y'er coat, or it'll smell." He didn't need his home smelling of musty went fabric.

wet*

shrugs and just went to get a towel. "Be nice to yer guest."

rolls his eyes once more. "I 'm bein nice, y'er the one that burst int' m' house."

came back down, drying off his hair. "I needed shelter. It's pissin' rain down there."

nods quietly. "Mhmm, it does rain hard." He was just being difficult, he didn't mind the other here.

figured as much. He shook himself off and got water everywhere, shivering a bit.

frowned at that. ".. Go change. Y'er clothes are soaked."

crossed his arms and looked to him, hair dripping in his eyes. "And what do I change into? Yer clothes are huge."

shrugs. "Either that or be soaked." He didn't look at him.

... shrugged and headed to his room. He would steal some of his clothes.

just stayed on the couch, he slightly trusted the Dane to not go through his things.

... thought that was a bad decision. Once he was in the others room he quickly found himself roaming around and looking through things.

stayed quiet. He had pictures and small things all around his room and in drawers from years ago, including some small daggers.

blinked a bit when he found a dagger that he had given the other... He had no idea he would have saved it...

had kept it, but he always had it hidden, normally when he was his most angry was the only time he'd pull it out.

wondered what he'd do with it when he was angry. He couldn't help but pick it up and smile regardless.

|It just reminded him of better -happier- times of his life, it helped him get over his anger at points.Berwald sighed, what was taking him?

quietly put it away and roamed around some more. He was interested in the others room now. Besides how Swedish it was.