[Normally, Dodger's words don't rile up Ivar nearly as much as they do right now. But he's voicing the exact fear that the Viking has been thinking for weeks now. Ivar's temper rises to the bait.]
Unless you've got something useful to say, or you're willing to let me cut out your tongue, you can just fuck off.
[Life's so unfair. Letha, who's sweet, kind, and good, might be dying, while this waste of space goes on living.]
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Unless you've got something useful to say, or you're willing to let me cut out your tongue, you can just fuck off.
[Life's so unfair. Letha, who's sweet, kind, and good, might be dying, while this waste of space goes on living.]