[Floki's fingers threading through his hair didn't strike him as the least bit odd, Ubbe often did the same, so had his mother. It simply felt familial. He was happy to stay close and soak up the warmth and affection.]

What?! Of course, you do! [Smile not faltering, his brow furrowed in obvious confusion but part of him suspected that Floki was just toying with him. Even for Floki though, this was a very odd joke.] I have not seen you in... a year? Two? It doesn't matter. My point is, I do not look that different.

[It was when Floki cupped his face and Hvitserk met his gaze that he realized Floki really didn't recognize him. His smile faltered a little.] Hvitserk. [He offered his name quietly, holding out some small hope that he'd, at least, recognize his name.]