[hr][hr][center][b][h3][color=#a81a75]Runa Johansson[/color][/h3][/b][img]https://i.postimg.cc/7YrrpX7R/moodboard-Runa.png[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] Hotel Valhalla - Feast Hall of the Slain
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa struggled to force words out, her throat constricting in spite of her best efforts. She tried to think of how exactly to answer Klara's question - should she lie and say that she was fine? Should she risk being emotionally vulnerable and admit everything to her? Could she trust her? Her worst fears of having her parentage revealed hadn't been realized... [i]yet[/i]. Her mind was fresh at work, coming up with more and more doomsday scenarios. Maybe this was all just some sort of trick. Maybe Klara knew she had talked to Loki and was trying to set her up for a trap. Maybe the second they left, they would stab her in the back and kill her. 	

	She hated being given choices. She tried again to speak, this time with more success. [color=#a81a75]"Erm, now. We should leave now,"[/color] she said quietly. The more time they had, the better the odds right? She fidgeted awkwardly as a blonde came on over and joined them at the table, feeling a bit like an animal on display in a zoo. [color=#a81a75]"Kl-Klara... N-Nadia... C-could you two come with me? I uh.... I need to tell you something in private. I mean, come with me on the... the quest or journey... I forget the English word, sorry..."[/color] she mumbled.