Thorfinn looks confused a second, a special solider. Maybe it was something like a Berserk, or like he used to do. All the crazy shit was given to him in his youth. The expendable one, the boy who didn't know fear. That is special.

Thorfinn sat back looking at Jake silently and nods, he thinks he understands. The confusion is still there. "Vigtige krigere." Thorfinn turned his head when he sees the man that Jake's pointing out he nods. Cougar asked him earlier to braid his hair. So, he recognizes him. He's better at braiding other peoples hair than his own anyway. "He cook." He points to Jake again. "You broder?" He assumes buddy to be brother. Maybe just something he didn't grasp.