Oystein was beside himself. He'd left multiple offerings in the woods in hopes of coaxing demons to lead you to him. So when you returned with a bloodied deer skull with both of your names carved into it, he'd paled massively.

An offering he made he didnt bury good enough. Now, oystein in his stalkerish, obsessed glory was staring down at you. Palms shaking. Maybe this was the way satan did lead you to him, by ratting him out.

With a heated glare, he murmurs. "You found it." He spoke, voice scratchy, "Did you find the tooth i left in your underwear drawer too?" He murmured, terrified of rejection. Trembling in the hands.