005 -- video;

[northerner]

[ ah, robb returns to video posts. there's a marked difference in the set of his face. he looks older, more solmen if such a thing were possible, more like his father, than he did in those very first few times he'd addressed the ship. grey wind is at his elbows, eyes gleaming as his great jaws part in a disinterested yawn. the display of teeth though, that sure is something to see. robb sinks a hand into the fur at the scruff of grey wind's neck, and the action is almost a boy reaching for something familiar, something to anchor himself to. ]

I wish to request a favor of this ship.

[ kings don't make requests, they give orders. that is what robb learned from his namesake but in his time spent aboard this ship he's also learned that a displaced king gets himself more by requesting rather than trying to command. ( like the beggar king, and if his stomach turns at that he ignores it. ) ]

My youngest brother Rickon has come aboard this vessel. I don't seek to curb his curiosity, but only to ask that discretion is used when answering his questions and granting him knowledge.

[ there's a pause. grey wind huffs a breath, impatient, and robb's hand twists in the fur. ]

And perhaps not encourage his fondness for knives.

Comments

[northerner]

Aye, I've seen that in her.

[ OVERPROTECTIVE BIG BROTHERS FTW ]

But better she be stubborn than easily led.

[chaineddog]

Being like that would get you eaten alive in our world.

[northerner]

I know little of it. Nill does not speak much of where she came from.

[chaineddog]

Yeah, well she can't exactly talk, so that might be part of the reason.

[northerner]

[ WAY TO RUIN THE MOMENT HEINE ]

That's not how I meant it.

[chaineddog]

[IT'S WHAT HE DOES BEST.

There's a slight snort as he looks away.]

Even if she could, she probably wouldn't want to talk about the shit she's been through.

[northerner]

Nor do my siblings. It is hard, most likely, to speak of such painful things.

[chaineddog]

You think? Something traumatic is absolutely something I would want to share with the world.

[northerner]

Some men wish to talk. Others do not.

[chaineddog]

What does that make you?

[northerner]

The latter.

[ always the latter. ]

[chaineddog]

Good. [Because Heine is too.] No one wants to hear a sob story.