[Hvitserk tilts his head a little to the side, brow furrowing ever so slightly. This whole thing felt so strange like Alfred was asking about a good friend who he never actually got to meet. He obviously hadn't wanted to tell him much more about how he'd known Athelstan though.]

... Sure. [He said with an awkward shrug.

His face lit up suddenly as he remembered something else about the Christian priest.] His drawings! He had a... a... uh... a book! Oh. Right. You... know what that is, probably, yes? But, he had a book with him. I remember because it was the only one I had ever seen. And inside he had his drawings. Writing too, I think. They were very good. He drew me and my brothers one time. And some animals.