How Long Do We Live For? - Remastered

She sipped her drink while he ate.

He sipped his drink.

"So tell me a little more about yourself," She looked over at him.

"Like what?"

"Anything really. "

"Well I was born at the beginning of the Viking age, my father was the chief, my mother the town seamstress, I was gifted with the sword and daggers and was forever getting into trouble with Hermione when we were children."

"What type of trouble?"

"Usual Viking stuff, 'losing the horses', unsettling the chickens etc." He shrugged. "What about you? What did you do in your era?"

"I was a good child," She teased with a small laugh.

"No seriously."

She laughed softly. "Really I was mostly brought up by my nanny. Each day I had special lessons and specified times I was able to do certain things. I really did the get much chance to be near other children unless my parents had a gathering I was allowed to attend."

"Wow no offence but that sucks."

"I was used to it but it did get boring often."

He smiled. "It sounds boring."

"So was the life of me," She nodded.

He smiled slightly.

She smiled back at him.

He smiled softly.

"Is there anything else you'd like to talk about?"

"Not that I can think of."

She smiled. "Alright."

"What about you?"

"I don't beleive so."

"Okay then."

"How about now. What do you like to do?"