Lagertha loosely braided her own hair, blue eyes drifting along with the woman's movements as she dressed. The weapon was, for a moment, a surprise - Surely they didn't expect trouble so deeply in Odin's halls, but this place being what it was meant it shouldn't be any surprise whatsoever.

The offered hand was glanced at with a soft smirk and the shieldmaiden set her hand into her grasp.

"I am hungry enough to eat a boar and I have much to see. I am eager to see this place."

Who wouldn't be, with such a culture devoted to the Gods.