Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for October 28, 2015
Transcript:
Woman: Tyr, this is our son. Tyr: Healthy lad. What's his name. Woman: Sigurd Tyrson. Tyr: A fine moniker. Well, thanks for stopping by! Woman: Forget it! It's your turn, now! I'm getting some sleep! Tyr: What?? What am I supposed to do with him? Woman: Bond with him. Tyr: Uhh... how's you like to lay siege to a fiefdom, kid?
Yeah, that sounds like how Tyr would bond with a kid.