One small syllable could be so heavy. So laden with a thin and stingy understanding. Sansa, by contrast, preened for every appointment. What else did she have to arm herself with but precision and poise? Even that girl -- Kelsi, was it? -- praised her for such a careful presentation.
"Well," she began again. One hand gestured vaguely in the empty air. "It is all of it pointing every which way. As though you dumped water over your head and then let it dry however it wanted."
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One small syllable could be so heavy. So laden with a thin and stingy understanding. Sansa, by contrast, preened for every appointment. What else did she have to arm herself with but precision and poise? Even that girl -- Kelsi, was it? -- praised her for such a careful presentation.
"Well," she began again. One hand gestured vaguely in the empty air. "It is all of it pointing every which way. As though you dumped water over your head and then let it dry however it wanted."