Ruff nodded in agreement. "When this is over we oughta hang out more. I'll show you my lair, introduce you to my err-" She blushed a little "Girlfriend" She was still so unsure about using the term it felt weird coming out of her mouth. But there was no sense in hiding it really.

"You'd like her. She's like us you know? A warrior."

That was the thing. Ruffnut could tell the more she watched Rachel that underneath that flawless skin was a viking woman. It was something in the way she held herself, something in the cold stares she had given the judges. Ruffnut could recognize one of her own and Rachel would have fit in perfectly on Berk.