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[baseborne]

[So, now seems as good a time as any (or a better time than most) to remind people that there are other options. They've been called to fight, to kill and die, but they would not be the first to cast off the endless war of the greater courts. Such progenitors scatter through the land, it seems, old and entrenched in society but with shards of their own all the same, and ties to the Kings and Queens that only become clear when pulled. (Confusingly enough, the native peoples have even adopted one such shard-bearing defector as their anti-shard-bearer mascot. Jon has long since abandoned the exhaustive habit of questioning the logic of anything in this land of fairies.)

Still, this is his first time addressing the Network at large (intentionally, let us not speak of any accidental star-theft related visions) despite being around for just over half a year, now. It's... oddly unnerving, but he puts great pains into keeping his expression stony. Indeed, he presents the locket with a very serious, rather dour look that gives the impression he'd be a huge stick in the mud, and then he clears his throat.]

If there are any who do not wish to take part in this war - who cannot fight, or who will not, the Cothromach takes no part and would house you for however long you might think it necessary. [Straightforward and to the point. Jon's not great at rousing speeches, really, he just says what he has to say.] Other places have been offered, and they are good as well, held by good people. [Sup Mally!] Only know that you have options. [You know, in case those wacky Queens are telling you to take up arms against your literal brother or something crazy like that.]

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[steeledskin]

I would have a word or two with you -- if you have the time to give.

[ mild. distant. she monitors whatever she can see upon her brother's announcement, keen to keep her fingers in the cothromach's roots. ]

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[starspangled]

Lady Sansa. I was just about to ask your brother about you.

[Oh. She sounds serious. Steve's brows draw together.]

Of course. What's up?

[steeledskin]

[ the sky is up. gods, she will never adjust to these odd modes of speech. it takes her a moment. ]

I confess I've meant to reach out and -- [ for once, this would be simpler in person. ] I never properly thanked you for the service given to the Cothromach.

[starspangled]

[It's not often that Steve gets to be the hip one.

He smiles a little.]

I don't know, that feast you gave was pretty proper. I bet I gained five from the first course alone.

[steeledskin]

[ she has remonstrance to make. but first: ] Beg pardon. But five of what?

[starspangled]

Pounds. [And then, a bit more sheepishly.] That's probably an exaggeration, but it was a lot of food.

[steeledskin]

[ a terse concern settles upon her syllables: ] Was it too much?

[ ser gendry had as good as implied so. shardbearers, eating well while the natives of the cothromach pieced their houses together. but she'd felt the need to do something so the generosity might be marked. ]

[starspangled]

[Without hesitation this time.]

It was perfect. Best meal I've had since I came here.

[steeledskin]

O-oh. [ she is taken aback. her heart is warmed. she catches her breath a moment and (so bolstered by his courteous reply) dives into the matter dearer to her purpose: ] ...I pray you'll join us for more in future. [ she cannot say his name. it feels so callous. ]

All who helped us in that time deserve more than a single meal. They deserve all of my city's hospitality. I name you a Shield of the Cothromach, if you will accept to be named so. These streets will always be open to you.

[ and he in turn, she hopes, will always be open to helping her. ]

[starspangled]

I'm honored.

[Steve actually looks a little bashful. He doesn't do anything just for titles and he never will. But as far as titles go, being called a shield would be his first choice.]

You can count on seeing me again, especially if trouble comes knocking at your door.

[steeledskin]

-- Will you not come without trouble's timely knock? I would host you as guest, once. And not always as hero.

[starspangled]

[He smiles a little at that.]

I promise I will. Every chance that I get, if you'll have me.

[steeledskin]

We are only a ring's wait away. Please. Yes. Come. We will be so happy to receive you.