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[ not suspected butt texts for you today, instead just a grim-faced teen who looks like he needs to sleep. ]
Corvo Attano is gone.
[ and cut feed. ]
Corvo Attano is gone.
[ and cut feed. ]
( she knows that isn't true, but doesn't remark upon the fact. her tone remains gentle, and somewhat tired, because she does empathize. )
Grief does not care what we do or do not have time for, sir. It will assail us all, regardless. And it is natural.
( she should know. she's dealt with it often enough. )
Grief does not care what we do or do not have time for, sir. It will assail us all, regardless. And it is natural.
( she should know. she's dealt with it often enough. )
[ arya barely knew corvo, and she did not like him. he was sworn to her house, yet she found him suspicious and untrustworthy so she does not miss him.
she also knows better than to say that out loud.
in the forge, she slaps gendry on the knee. ]
Make space.
[ she will sit on the bed or she will sit on the bed. ]
she also knows better than to say that out loud.
in the forge, she slaps gendry on the knee. ]
Make space.
[ she will sit on the bed or she will sit on the bed. ]
[ he'll be fine —
you know he might come back —
he was an asshole —
arya stares at her nails in silence. nothing sounds right to say. she would punch anyone who said anything like that to her really.
breathing a heavy sigh, she lays her fingers over gendry's wrist. arya leans her head against his shoulder. his arms are so coiled with muscle it should be uncomfortable, but it's not. arya chews her lip. ]
you know he might come back —
he was an asshole —
arya stares at her nails in silence. nothing sounds right to say. she would punch anyone who said anything like that to her really.
breathing a heavy sigh, she lays her fingers over gendry's wrist. arya leans her head against his shoulder. his arms are so coiled with muscle it should be uncomfortable, but it's not. arya chews her lip. ]
[ it is better than words, he is already tired of the words that keep saying at him. he prefers the silence better─ the silence and her presence, it is more than enough for him, reminds him that she is still here that he found her again and she hasn't left.
he relaxes a little with her there, thin fingers on over his wrists and her head on his shoulder, it almost surprises him how tiny she actually is. maybe he'd smile if she wouldn't punch him for it. ]
Have you eaten lately?
[ she might punch him anyway. ]
he relaxes a little with her there, thin fingers on over his wrists and her head on his shoulder, it almost surprises him how tiny she actually is. maybe he'd smile if she wouldn't punch him for it. ]
Have you eaten lately?
[ she might punch him anyway. ]
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