"Took you long enough to get here."
Emil's sour words didn't match his smile as his ex-captain exited the train. She hit him friendly on the shoulder in return.
"What kind of greeting is that, city-boy?" she asked with a smile. "Anyway, we've had tons of troll trouble, like they're more vicious lately."
Emil nodded, made a move to grab her bag, but she stopped him and carried it herself. They walked along the streets of Mora, Sigrun leaving comments from time to time and Emil either patiently explaining or agreeing to what she said. He blushed a little as he unlocked the door to his apartment.
"It... it's not very big..."
"No worries." Sigrun knew a low-grade military apartment complex when she saw it. "Maybe in a few years you'll be a general and'll get a bigger house! Anyway..." She flopped down in his couch, dropping her bag next to it. "Your working season is over as well, ey?"
Emil nodded. "It ended today. I had clean-up duty with Karl the last day though, because I blew up a house."
He settled down next to her, leaned back and looked at the ceiling, before getting up again.
"Are you hungry? I could make you something."
"You have any fish?"
"uh... yeah?"
"Can we have something else? We've had dried fish all season."
Emil laughed, nodded, and headed to the kitchen. Sigrun followed him and watched him working. She could tell he didn't feel at home in the kitchen, but he didn't feel uneasy either. She leaned towards the doorframe.
"So, who's this Karl?"
"He's on my team. He'll be stopping by tomorrow, but you probably won't like him very much."
He turned down the heat before the meat got burnt, and then looked at the watch hanging above the door. He gave a slight smile and looked mischievously at Sigrun.
"Bet you half a potato I could get half of Mora screaming inside two minutes."
Sigrun looked almost curiously at him, then waved him off.
"You're not setting fire to anything while I'm here."
"...without setting fire to anything. I swear I can do it."
She thought about it for a second, then nodded.
"Okay, you're on."
He smiled, went up to the window and opened it. Winking once more to Sigrun he poked his head out and gave up a scream. Silence for one second, then another scream echoed his. And then one more, and one more. It didn't even take one minute before screams echoed from all over. Sigrun stared in awe at Emil and hit his back, grinning.
"I can't believe it, you actually did it!"
"Yeah", he smiled. "You owe me half a potato."
Sigrun nodded.
"I owe you half a potato."