Could. But wouldn't. Some words did not bear being brought to live. Especially when those words also came with darker deeper undercurrents. Sansa couldn't truly chart what was worse and what was better in her life -- suffering, it seemed, lurked in many places. For a moment, some further confession seemed to catch in her throat.
But propriety brought her up short. "Gendry," she began -- slow yet certain. "My apologies. I've brought us far, far, far from our lesson." It was easy to assume the blame, when it was more accurately shared between them. "And I've kept you longer than necessary. You mustn't allow it."
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Could. But wouldn't. Some words did not bear being brought to live. Especially when those words also came with darker deeper undercurrents. Sansa couldn't truly chart what was worse and what was better in her life -- suffering, it seemed, lurked in many places. For a moment, some further confession seemed to catch in her throat.
But propriety brought her up short. "Gendry," she began -- slow yet certain. "My apologies. I've brought us far, far, far from our lesson." It was easy to assume the blame, when it was more accurately shared between them. "And I've kept you longer than necessary. You mustn't allow it."