004 -- voice;

[northerner]

It seems there are many from my world to be welcomed aboard after this past jump. If those of Westeros inclined to make their presence known, I would speak with all of you.

[ there's a pause. a direwolf's low whine can be heard, and robb exhales slowly. ]

And I'm sure it is already known, but the lady who called herself Aberdeen is no longer aboard.

[ and feed is cut. ]

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[grndnpnd]

[ There's a sentiment that Tommy can relate a little too closely with. He looks down at his shoes. ]

Fuck if anyone knows. We're all making it up as we go.

[northerner]

[ robb's laugh is a little bitter. grey wind arches up to rest his head on robb's knee, and robb scratches his ears without thinking. ]

At least there's some comfort in that, I suppose.

[grndnpnd]

[ Tommy watches Grey Wind with a bit of wariness. He hasn't had much of a reason to hang out with the big wolf yet, so he's not used to him. But after a moment, his eyes move back to Robb, and he exhales loudly. ]

Look, some people are fucking terrible at making it up, and they'll always be terrible at it. But people who aren't, aren't suddenly gonna start. You aren't terrible.

[northerner]

[ someday, the starks will realize that not everyone is cool with giant wolves. but it hardly occurs to robb at this moment, and his attention is dragged from grey wind to tommy at the sound of his sigh. there's a shadow of a smile on his face. ]

I'm glad you swore us your banner.

[ it's a statement that means many things, but it's mostly meant to convey how grateful robb is for tommy and his friendship, the way it does not waver even now, even when robb is more boy than king. ]