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[shieldedemblem]

“ good morning, my heart of hearts! ” odin’s voice echoes in the mess hall,  unbothered by the looks being shot at him for being boisterous so early in the morning. he sets a bowl of food in front of marx- before sliding in next to him on the bench. ( his voice is a lit quieter now.  ) “ how did your slumber fair? you were tossing and turning all night. ”

@axedemblem​ — odin.