It was different between them after that night. Atreus seemed to think he got away with his actions and acted as usual while Kratos was the one to put some distance between them, remaining quiet when not needing to speak and pushing Atreus to work harder than usual. Atreus seemed oblivious, excited to prove himself to the elder same as ever.
"Don't ya think yer pushing the lad a bit far today, brother?" Kratos glared down at his be-headed companion. "He needs to learn how to survive." Mimir tsked.
"Kid's already ahead of many his age. Give the lad a break, yeah?" Kratos grumbled and looked towards his son, deciding the idea seemed acceptable as of how long they have been training, not wanting to overpush his son as well.
"Boy! We will rest for now. Lay down your bow and come." Kratos and Mimir watched as Atreus stopped firing his bow and turned to them, panting and red in the face.
Kratos turned and headed to a spot next to the tree line. "Sit and rest in the shade." Atreus ran over and tilted his head, setting his bow down. "But it's cold out." Kratos sat down and motioned for Atreus to do the same. "The sun is still hot."
Atreus shrugged and wrapped his arms around himself, shivering. After a moment Kratos placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled him to his side, giving him warmth.
Atreus stared up at his father and gave him a small smile.
He watched as his father glanced at him before quickly looking ahead in watch for enemies. His grip seemed tight.