He was having trouble remembering your welcome he lost the words each time he relearned them. So, much like with Kate, he lowered his head in a half nod half bow. A silent way of repeating the words he could never remember. Welcome.

Thorfinn was watching the other's movement's and the way he set his chair, a knowing look crossed his features. Oh he remembered that, hell he still does that at times. When he ran with the horde he almost never turned his back to a door unless he had no choice, or wanted to look utterly confident. The movement alone gave him an idea, but not one he could ask.

"Sænska?" Thorfinn repeated what he assumed the other was saying, he's heard a lot of bad accents in his day, he could mostly work though them. After a second he shook his head some. "No, I from Iceland." He knew how to say his home's name in english. He had learned it well enough in his travels.