[ There are things seen, glimpsed but not entirely explained; she'd witnessed pieces of his past, knows his allegiances and his dependencies. She hadn't quite been willing to ask him what he'd seen of her, which memories of hers he now holds alongside of his own. Not all of them are pleasant. Some of them leave her with a hollow feeling, as though she is witnessing it through the eyes of another. To be Alayne, she'd had to separate herself from Sansa's memory, and refused to glance back.
She is not always smiling.
To see him like this, jaw clenching as he nearly grits out the words - she very nearly recoils, curls in on herself. She is not afraid, but that does not mean she will ignore caution. ]
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She is not always smiling.
To see him like this, jaw clenching as he nearly grits out the words - she very nearly recoils, curls in on herself. She is not afraid, but that does not mean she will ignore caution. ]
You are hurt.