"Lucky for me, I'll never have the issue of keeping up." Ruby winks, expression smug and teasing. It's not a dig at his disability and she hopes he doesn't take it as such; she was probably the only living person who didn't see it as a weakness. Floki, she supposed. One of two, then.

Ruby can smell the shift in blood before his cheeks colour and she knows he appreciates he honestly. "If you were not a wolf, Ivar, I'd have turned you. I'd have selfishly kept you and everything you are to myself.

"We could be formidable."