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So many here tell of their closeness to their siblings, to the great joy that their siblings bring them. I could not agree more with such sentiment, for the richness that my own bring me has always far outweighed any great burden they've put on me (and some have put burden upon me indeed!).

But, in that great sentiment, I must say that I have put off announcing my own brother has indeed left, and so any friend he may have had here, I ask you make yourself known to me. My brother is Edmund Pevensie, and I should like to thank you, and ask you be my friend too.

And, if you did not know him, I would say, then meet me for my own sake. I am long in introducing myself, and I feel quite badly for the delay. I am Lucy Pevensie, and most grateful to make your acquaintance.

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Yes, and quite comfortable. Have you returned, then?

I'm leaving for Olympia tomorrow. I stayed behind in Wyver for a time.

[He needed a bit to clear his head and search his mind for what he wanted and what he should do.]

You are well?

Oh.

That’s fortunate, sir.

I’m well enough, you may know. Quite improved. Now I seek a purpose here.

[It wasn't what he meant or the reason why he asked, but he left it at that.]

A purpose?

You mean a job?

Yes. I do not like to be idle, you see.

[See? It’s fine. They’re fine. They’re friends and maybe Lucy was silly to think more.]

And you?

[If she pressed him, he wouldn't be able to give an answer to what they are or what he feels.

Maybe it was better she didn't ask and the issue wasn't addressed.]

I have a place in the Royal Guards. I don't know if a "purpose" is the right word.

And you’re well, my lord?

Aye, I suppose so.

Confused.

And what has unsettled you so?

You know well. If I offended you, I'm sorry. I got carried away.

[Her voice softens; she certainly doesn’t seem upset.]

I am not in the least offended.

[Theres a pause.]

I should not have taken your things. I should have likely...spoken sooner. It is no matter.

I had meant to speak with you about what happened, but didn't know what to say.

We were both caught up in the moment.

Well.

It happened, and so. Apologies all around, yes?

It matters little, my lord.

Does it?

[What sort of response did he expect from Lucy or want?

It was confusing and that lack of understanding into his own heart troubled him.]

I don’t want it to change our friendship.

I mislike the confusion between us.

So do I. I'm sorry that I caused this confusion.

You are a good woman and I don't want to see you hurt.

Jon-

Do you favor me?

[He can only stare back at her, a silent "yes" in his eyes. What it meant or what he wants, he doesn't know and can't answer for her.

All he can do is sigh and look away.]

I won't put you in a compromising position.

I think that’s rather a long gone tree you’ve cut down.

I know.

[Which is part of the reason he has avoided this talk and has remained in Wyver. Guilt is a difficult thing for a Stark.]

I meant to look after you and I still will, if you let me. I won't put you in the same position twice.

Oh.

I had-

[The blush is a sudden thing; it makes her redder than an apple.]

Well. Yes. Of course.

[He looks at her questioningly, prompting her to continue.]

You had-?

It doesn’t much matter.

Tell me.

[It's said gently.]</small.

I...favor you.

That’s all.

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