(You're Atreus! :3 I've also updated this, so hopefully he's more accurate...)

After a long day of exploring, Atreus went hunting. Not for food, though. He knew if he dragged in any soft of dead animal into Sindri's home it'd immediately be disposed of. So, he simply hunted just for practice, killing Hel-walkers and Raiders, not actual animals. Later, he finally got home. He sneaked back inside Sindris house before he saw a familiar head on the table...Mimir. (Well, who else would it be?)

"Aye, lad! Where've y'been?" Mimir whispered from the table, trying not to wake anyone, since it was midnight. Mimir looked over the kid, who had some snow over his outfit, and some dirt on his knees.