"I've been told I can be a over-bearing bastard but it's served me well all these years and kept my band together. Having everyone safe is all I worry about. That means you too now, brat."

Sig playfully poked the Dane in the chest with his finger and decided not to pry into why Mikkel didn't like sleeping in a room alone. Tonight would be a good one and free of worry and problems. No talking about pasts or any shit like that. As for defensive brothers? Sigurd knew all about those and no doubt many of the other band members did too.

"He sounds like a good man your brother. Is he as bratty as you?"

Taking a mouthful of booze the Swede swallowed and winked at the Dane.