Bragi breathed another soft chuckle of amusement, rather wide-eyed — he'd never met anyone with this sense of humour before. It was incredibly compelling.

He could almost hear the young adventurer's mind whirring — or was that the purr of a satisfied lion?

Still smiling, Bragi hurried elegantly to keep up with the taller fellow's stride, heart thrumming with excitement. "You are making me realise what it might be like to be a schoolmate of yours here", he could not help but remark, amused. Bragi was a follower, the rogue was a leader. But Bragi was resolutely not the type of boy to call this a bad influence...