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Þórir Þráinsson Þórsson | Thorir T. Thorsson ([personal profile] disdainfully) wrote in [community profile] savetheearth2014-03-12 05:40 pm

I'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee again!

Who: Thorir and Killian
When: March 15th
Where: The Thorsson family HQ. Living room.
What: Learning a language pulses back another language.



They've turned the couch in the living room into a daytime dwelling for Killian, and right now he has company. Aside from the large mountains of fur that have decided to more or less camp out at his feet and sides, that is. They've taken to the Icelandic lessons a couple of days before, and today they're starting to go past the absolute basics like writing and greetings and how a sentence works, and short question-answer conversations.

It's not something that Thorir has done before, really teaching his language to someone this much younger, so there are even more bumps along the road than there would be normally, but it's working.

Right now, the older male is pointing at the Newfie that is lying comfortably at their feet. "Is Röskva a boy?" The words are slow, very neatly pronounced, to make it easier for Killian to understand the Icelandic.
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[personal profile] youngestone 2014-03-18 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Killian relaxes a little, though now he's incredibly worried that one day Thorir will take the family and leave anyway. It's silly, and part of him knows it is, but he can't help it.

"Dangerous, too," he adds. "Who knows what could happen, yeah? Something like the snakes again, nukes, who knows."
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[personal profile] youngestone 2014-03-18 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Killian gives his uncle a sheepish smile. "Hey, at least we didn't get more fragile?"