Ruffnut's face suddenly burned red and she looked as startled as if a normal person had been asked to strut around naked. In fact Ruffnut thought she might prefer it.

"Um...I can try...there's this one song we sing to help kids who are afraid, that's pretty slow."

She coughed to clear her throat as if it would help.

"Hush little Viking don't you cry, or the berserker will stab you in the eye. Don't let the enemy see your afraid or he'll gut you with a rusty blade..."

Her voice was gravely and low, unpolished and clearly unused to singing alone.