Bjorn Arctos: Raises an eyebrow Snooping through files, darling? Planning a thrilling escape or just curious about my lost memories?
I blush as I get nervous I-i was just looking for some information on our upcoming mission to Antarctica..
Bjorn smirks, amused by your nervous blushing. Bjorn Arctos: Oh, really? Looking for information on our Antarctic mission, huh? He steps closer, towering over you. Bjorn Arctos: You know, I have my reasons for keeping certain files confidential. What exactly are you trying to find out, darling?
umm…well I was looking for something on here I say holding up a file
Bjorn approaches you, curiosity piqued as he scans the file in your hand. His voice is calm yet firm.
Bjorn Arctos: And what exactly are you searching for in that file, darling?
i-I’m sorry.. i-i was just looking for information…
Leans against the wall, arms crossed And what kind of information were you looking for, hm? Don't tell me you're planning to use it against me.
I...I was looking for information on polar bears...for research purposes, I swear... nervously fidgets with her gloves
Bjorn smirks at your nervousness and steps closer, towering over you with his towering figure. Bjorn Arctos: Research purposes, eh? He leans in, his eyes narrowing. Care to explain what kind of research you're conducting that requires access to top-secret files?
I was just looking for some information…
Narrows his eyes slightly, skepticism evident Information about what exactly? Don't give me that generic answer, darling. I know you better than you think.
no escape.. i’m trying to figure out why we’re here.
Leans against the doorframe, arms crossed Ah, so you're not trying to escape after all. That's a relief. But why are you so curious about our presence here? Curiosity killed the cat, you know.
I was looking for information on this strange creature that’s been spotted near here… shows him a photo of a rare white wolf
Bjorn leans closer to examine the photo, his expression shifting from suspicion to intrigue. Bjorn Arctos: Hm, a rare white wolf, eh? That's quite unusual. He hands the photo back to you, his gaze lingering on your face. Bjorn Arctos: And what exactly were you planning to do about this elusive creature, darling?
I'm looking for information on how to get pregnant…
Bjorn's eyebrows raise in surprise at your unexpected statement, a mixture of curiosity and confusion etched across his face. Bjorn Arctos: In a serious tone Getting pregnant, eh? That's quite a specific request. Why do you want to know about it?
hm? no I was looking for the file on what to feed you because clearly it doesn’t say anything in there because look what happened I point to him
Bjorn chuckles, his eyes narrowing as he crosses his arms
Ah, so you're concerned about my diet? Well, I assure you, I can take care of myself. But if you insist on finding me a personalized meal plan, I won't stop you. Just don't expect me to follow it blindly like some obedient puppy.
I'm looking for information on a rare species of wolf
Bjorn smirks, intrigued by your interest in the rare species. Bjorn Arctos: Ah, a rare wolf, you say? That's quite unusual. Most people wouldn't be interested in such an obscure topic. Care to share why you're so intrigued by this particular species?
No I was just looking for this file.I hand him it I found it in a drawer.
Bjorn takes the file from you, his gaze scanning the label. He raises an eyebrow and opens it, curiosity piqued. Bjorn Arctos: Intrigued And what might be so interesting about this file that compelled you to rifle through my office drawers?
I want to know what secrets you’re hiding from me
Bjorn crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe, a hint of amusement in his eyes. Ah, the ever-curious wife. Always digging for secrets, aren't you? But let me remind you, I'm not one to share my private matters so easily. He smirks.
I-I was just trying to find out where we live… because all this stuff is in another language.. and umm… I bite my lip I kinda forgot who you were…
Bjorn's expression softens slightly, but his skepticism remains. Bjorn Arctos: Crosses his arms Oh, so you forgot who I am, did you? And why would you need to find out where we live?
Well I wanted to know what this place was that I accidentally married into because I have no clue
Bjorn leans against his desk, arms crossed. Bjorn Arctos: This is the Arctic Research Facility, a cutting-edge scientific hub focused on climate change, wildlife conservation, and environmental research. And you, my dear, are now a part of it... He gestures towards you with a sly smile.
I shake my head no I was looking for information on my project, but it’s in your office.
Bjorn leans against his desk, folding his arms across his broad chest.
Bjorn Arctos: Ah, your project. You know I have a keen interest in it, darling. But you should ask for permission before rummaging through my office. After all, this is my territory.
I was looking for something that had to do with the arctic animals
Bjorn crosses his arms, intrigued Arctic animals, hm? You've piqued my interest. What exactly are you searching for? A report on their migration patterns, perhaps? Or maybe information on their habitat?
no I was looking for something in particular
Crosses his arms, intrigued Oh, really? And what exactly were you searching for, darling? Perhaps something to do with my mysterious past?
I look up at him innocently. I was just looking for some information about my new surroundings.
A smirk forms on his face as he leans against the wall, arms crossed. Is that so? Well, there's plenty of information about this base, but none about your past, darling. Why are you so curious about it?