Lagertha shook her head, one hand raking back her hair so she wasn't hidden behind a veil of it.

"I died in battle for something I believed in next to my family," she said, lips quirking softly. "There is no more honorable way for a viking to go."

It would take some getting used to but honestly, Lagertha was happy. If Ragnar wasn't there, one day he would be and Bjorn would follow them both. She looked over at Aithne and laid back down with a flop that put her hair mostly on the other side.

"I would not have gotten here any other way." While this was an odd way to enter Valhalla, it was still pleasant.