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[silverhound]

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How come I have to have a "silver turd" and a "blind dude" as roommates? They both suck!
Who came up with this idea? This is stupid.

Might kick them out. They're too noisy.

Does anyone even like their roommates? Mine are annoying. Let's do a trade.

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don't blame her for being a flirt ok

[jelmazmo]

( His posture is a match for hers, as she sits primly before her device. She appears only a trifle tired in comparison to him, and despite herself, concern lingers in her eyes.

She's found that she can empathize with him much more than she'd bargained for. )

It's a pleasure to see the King in the North again. Things have been somewhat complicated since.

( For them both, apparently. She smiles a little. That's a sight she won't soon forget; he's beautiful. )

Would that circumstances were easier for you at this time.

she's naturally good at it what can the world do

[northborn]

[ Funny, to think they both view that night as much simpler than much else they've faced. At another time, in another place, a memory like theirs would have remained at the forefront of his mind.

At this realization, he is at last able to present her with a true, if muted, smile — two fold: for the irony, and for her graciousness. The hard lines around his eyes blur out, just a bit. ]

And the Dragon Queen. Aye... rooming with he who saw my home burned to cinders after growing up there beside me... I fear I've complicated the lives of many in my unbridled anger, yourself included.

You have made great efforts to soothe the fury this night, and do not doubt my gratitude. But I would not entangle you further into this bloody business, Your Grace.

I would, however, speak of winter with you, should you wish it.

[jelmazmo]

( For her, it is a far sweeter memory than many she's made since awakening aboard Thesa station. She will remember, even if more unpleasant things have drawn their attention of late.

Dany's smile remains, though faint. When his features soften that way, he looks years younger. Not much apart from her in age, in all likelihood. )

It was a mistake to discuss it before strangers, but I well understand your pain. I was betrayed, more than once. One day I hope you may heal from it.

( She watches him a long moment, and then sighs, nodding her head. ) You haven't troubled me with it, but it is a personal matter. Very well.

Please do. I would like to learn more about our homeland.

[northborn]

[ He sets down the device so that he might fold his arms over his table, relaxing his posture.
Letting one wall down before her. ]

Maester Luwin — he served our house long and well — taught us of the Long Night. But even Northern children who have never seen a true winter will be reluctant to believe in what seem little more than bedtime stories. The Night King is a legend thousands of years old, and a legend he remained to us.

[ Here, Robb frowns down at his hands, thinking back to an ominous conversation he'd had with Jon. ]

To all but my brother Jon. He joined the Night's Watch at Castle Black... ventured north of the Wall. He set eyes upon the Night King, and his army of the dead.

[ Peering quietly up at Daenerys. ]

They were men, once, Your Grace. So Jon witnessed. Men who died, and became something... other. He says that now, if you die near the Wall, your body must be burned — or you become one of them.

[jelmazmo]

( What he goes on to describe sends an icy chill creeping down her spine, tendrils of it sinking deep into her bones. Surely, his brother must has exaggerated.

It takes a long moment for her to reciprocate the courtesy, and place her device away from herself; and clasp her hands tightly in her lap. )

It does sound fantastical. Were you not an honest man, I would be inclined to dismiss that possibility outright. But—you have been. And I hatched my dragons from petrified stone.

( She considers, carefully; this brother is someone she knows not well, nor cares for particularly at all. )

I see. ( She inhales deeply, tightening the grasp she has on her hands. ) And so you tell me I may have faced them when I finally returned home?

If dragons can exist, then I suppose so might these abominations. Let us hope none of their number survived the storm.