War's eyes softened slightly. Blood brothers wasn't a concept she used - the closest she had to brothers were, she supposed, the other horsepeople - but she knew how important it was to the Norse gods.

"I'm sorry," she said, softly, and the glasses behind the bar quivered.

However, she'd also spent enough time listening in on conversations around the world to pick up a bit about medicine beyond the usual run of battle injuries. "He gave you a blood disease? Have they cured it now?"

She paused, and slammed her glass down on the bar. "More to the point, where is he? I can think of plenty of fun things to do involving his blood..."