Robert got Ansgar to sit in a booth in the cafeteria. The Dane couldn't sit still because of the agitation. Robert eventually put his arm around the Dane, stroking his back.
Robert offered Weird a thankful smile. "Why don't you have some tea?"
Robert slid the tea toward the Dane who immediately slid it away. He didn't want anything to drink. For awhile, he sat there nervously drumming his fingers before he spoke.
"Rik's father..." Ansgar's gaze turned down to the table. "Torden called me one day. He's bashed Mikkel's head in like this. I couldn't even go back to Denmark for him."
For Ansgar, it wasn't just the trauma of Rex hitting his head but trauma from the past pressing on him too. Robert frowned because the more he learned about what the Danes had gone through, the more he wanted to march to Denmark and give that man a piece of his mind.
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26/7/22 23:44 (UTC)Robert offered Weird a thankful smile. "Why don't you have some tea?"
Robert slid the tea toward the Dane who immediately slid it away. He didn't want anything to drink. For awhile, he sat there nervously drumming his fingers before he spoke.
"Rik's father..." Ansgar's gaze turned down to the table. "Torden called me one day. He's bashed Mikkel's head in like this. I couldn't even go back to Denmark for him."
For Ansgar, it wasn't just the trauma of Rex hitting his head but trauma from the past pressing on him too. Robert frowned because the more he learned about what the Danes had gone through, the more he wanted to march to Denmark and give that man a piece of his mind.