el nysa general overflow.

[unprays]

𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐀. 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖.

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[unprays]

It is good to meet you, Buffy.

[ formal title or no, her greeting certainly carries a degree of formality. after a brief hesitation, she responds, ] Sansa. Sansa Stark.

[ hiding her name might be a smart thing to do... but with the dragon queen here it is of no use, not with her identity already being known. best represent her house the best she can, now. ]

[slay]

Pretty name. [ and foreign. at least, her mannerisms aren't screaming 20th century. ] Where are you from, Sansa?

[unprays]

You're too kind. [ she smiles sweetly, politely, the way they would have expected her to do in King's Landing. a polite answer to a polite comment. ]

... Westeros. [ just one word, no elaboration, as she then turns the question around. ] And you? What was your home called?

[slay]

Sunnydale. [ a beat. ] Which, I guess, is a West.

[unprays]

Sunnydale, [ she repeats with a slight smile, wondering whether the name was given because the country was particularly sunny, or whether it carried any such significance at all. ]

It is very strange, I confess... all these different places.