(Kratos and Atreus sit by a fire outside Tyr's Temple surrounded by the snow of Fimbulwinter)

Kratos: Atreus. we should get some rest. For we go into the temple tomorrow to search for supplies to aid our journey

Atreus: but father isn't Sindri still inside? And doesn't he still hate us?

Kratos: that does not matter. It was not our fault for Brok's death.

Atreus: looks at the ground Yes father.