On one side, Erik was frowning; on the other, Frostfang had a cautious expression, and he didn't take his eyes off Erik. Clearly, he was half-wondering if Erik brought him here to kill him.
"What are we doing here, Erik?" he growled softly, his gaze focused.
Erik shrugged calmly, "We are here to address what happened in Frostvik a year ago. You thought you could bully me into following your wishes, but you failed. Actions have consequences, Jonas, and now I'm the one capable of bullying you instead."
Frostfang snarled a little, "So, what now? What could you possible want from me to make up for that? I realize the way I acted back then wasn't my best moment, but you have to realize how stressed I was over the war. Besides, you all got out of there okay, and it ended for the best didn't it?"