Long ago.
Lena.
-I can't take this box anymore ...-. Einar complains.
-Weak, (I take another box of frusters from the ship) walk I want to get rid of this-. I say carrying the box.
-Engla! -.
-Don't scream that I'm close ...-. She says she grumpily just like me.
-Why do we have to do this?-. She asks her as a little boy.
-I don't know (he starts to walk to the discharge side) all I know is that I hate this-.
-Like me, I'd rather be in the sand than in this-. I do the same as Engla. -By the way, where is Janne? -.
-I don't know, but he should be here helping us-.
-Ah!-. Einar yells at what we turn to see him.- It's ... I'm fine-. He says with tears in his eyes as he dropped the box on his foot.
-Einar stay there, I already help you-. He tells her in a sweet and loving way which reminds me of Aren that I haven't seen him all day either.
As Engla helps Einar, the leader Canute approaches.