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[song_of_ice]

[The words mean as much to him now as they did on the ramparts of Winterfell.]

Lord Baelish?

[It isn't much of a surprise, given what she had told him of Baelish. If there was anything good to come out of losing their world, it was that she was spared of his presence and the future he had in store for her.]

You are better to be free of him. He isn't a man you should trust, Sansa.

[unprays]

I know, Jon. I don't trust him, but I know what he wants. That is more than I can say for most.

But it doesn't matter, now. I didn't see him on the station, sleeping or awake.

[ so he is dead... and no longer their concern. ]

[song_of_ice]

What does he want? You never gave me a clear aswer.

Good. We have other enemies sleeping on the station.

[unprays]

That doesn't matter now, either. As you say, we have enemies who still slumber, who could awake at any time. Whatever Lord Baelish wants is of little concern to us now.

[song_of_ice]

It is the threat that we face from this world that worries me. We know nothing about it.

I will protect you, I promise.

[unprays]

We will learn. Together.

I know you will. [ that he means it, she knows. she only wishes she could fully believe it. ]