[Many lifetimes. Yeah, that is really not encouraging to hear. Snow can't help the worry etching at her furrowed brows however brief as she gives a nod, listening.]

But we're not forbidden? If we do have friends there? I'm just wary when they talk about a war. I don't want to fight at all if it can be helped, but especially not against those I consider a friend, or even family, if one of them were to get brought here too and end up there. They can't really expect that, can they? For us to draw weapons against them? I suppose at the very least we are still allowed to speak with them. Which is more than I was half expecting.

The armory? I wasn't sure if we were allowed to take anything, but then I hadn't asked yet. I'll have a look and see if I can't find a bow there, thanks, Faramir. And please, just Snow is fine.

[If he only knew her proper title. But she's not exactly shouting that. Though most can possibly guess with her name alone, and the certain accommodations she has.]