He turned back his tired eyes locking on hers. He wouldn't risk a glance back to her legs again. He respected her and cared about her. Sneaking a look wasn't what one does to a woman they respect. So he kept his tired eyes on hers.

"Protection, yes." He made a face at defence but nodded even though he wasn't sure if it was the same thing. He moved crossing his arms looking at of the start of the symbol. So far he only had the center lines. He would have more carving to go but it was a good way to fill his time before he eventually heads to the woods each day.

Protect himself, protect her and protect everyone he could. To do good to atone for all the bad of his youth. This place wasn't Vinland, but it would have to do. It was a good place in his eyes.

"Good sleep?" He inquired mentioning to her. His manners had vastly improved on the Ketil farm, he had a general concern for others now. And as a friend, and pretty much family. He genuinely cared about her.

As hard as it could be to speak just English. It seemed the smartest way to retain it. To simply dive in and commit it to memory.