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[ it is that touch of humor, a pale imitation of the Loras she remembers but still a flash of the old him that brings a smile to her lips, too. ]

Better anything than that. [ her expression belies her sympathy, her eyes far older than they were during their time in King's Landing — everything that has happened between then and now has aged both of them.

quietly, she steps closer, holds out her hand. ] Will you not walk with me? It has been so long since we last had the chance to speak.