[His instinct was to look up when the stranger did, but he resisted, instead opting to watch him like a hawk. A surprise attack seemed unlikely, but he wasn't taking any chances, after all, the only thing he knew for sure is that he hadn't trapped them in this place. The stranger also denied responsibility and Ragnar very quickly chanced a glance upwards.]
Whose magic? [He squinted slightly, tilting his head to try and get a better look at what was emitting the orange glow.] What is that? Mistletoe?
[His gaze moved back to the other man when he pointed out he hadn't answered him.] What did you ask?
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Whose magic? [He squinted slightly, tilting his head to try and get a better look at what was emitting the orange glow.] What is that? Mistletoe?
[His gaze moved back to the other man when he pointed out he hadn't answered him.] What did you ask?