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You mean you won't anymore?

[ sometimes it shows that her and Arya are actually related... ]

I don't mind, Jon. You and Daenerys let me come to stay with you, I won't stop you from sending each other messages, whatever they may be.

And yes, I did. [ so much for distraction when she's clearly not too happy to talk about it... ]

[song_of_ice]

...Right. That's what I meant.

[He's never living this down.]

I know, but we should be more discrete around others. [Something he didn't care about before. A misfire had to teach him about subtly.]

She was...teaching me to take pictures. That's all.

[Which is true, to an extent.]

What did he say?

[unprays]

[ no he definitely is not. ]

Less here than back home, I would think, it isn't like anyone is going to go after her for being the Mad King's daughter, here.

But how kind of Her Grace. I must remember to thank her for that.

[ so he's not going to let it go... ] He said he's sorry for father.

[song_of_ice]

[If only she could see his face right now, it's deeper than Lannister red and brighter than any hearth flame.]

No, but there are still others to think about. Not everyone wants to know this...what we share.

[Like his sister. She has no need to know any of this. Others take the Natha for this.]

Seven Hells, you wouldn't!

He didn't say that to me, but he seemed bothered by his return to stasis.

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Wouldn't I?

Yes, I think so too. I'm not sure if it's more about Father or about Robb.

[song_of_ice]

I'll remember this if you ever find a suitor.

It might be both. Father meant something to him, even if he doesn't admit it.