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[ Someone's chilling in boxers in a steaming hot spring he'd obviously made for himself. Problem is, everything around him is covered in an ungodly amount of snow. ]

You never actually miss the sight of hot babes in short skirts and plunging necklines until your spire gets dumped in a place so cold Satan would probably freeze his butthairs off. On the bright side, I think I might've spotted a yeti. Or that might've been someone's mother-in-law, who knows?

[ Still, Johnny looks largely unaffected by the mildly unfriendly climate. He's fishing an egg out of the hot spring, cracking it on the ice. It's hard-boiled. ]

So, anyway, Gailleann's basically stuck in Everwinter. When life gives you snowballs, make an awesome sport out of it, right? [ He bites into the egg, chews carefully, then swallows and adds: ] If you're sick of the tropical, muggy weather and want to come by, the Spire's open to you. The fires are always burning in Gaillean. Just don't try to kill anyone, and we're good.

More importantly: there's a new skating rink that my guys just worked overtime to make, and a bunch of awesome slopes I spent days creating; go nuts on it and tell me what you think! I'm always a fan of continuous improvement.

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[ Dragons. She totally said dragons. Johnny perks up, intrigued by the idea -- Dany's not wrong, he probably won't last more than a few days in her world. He's not the sort to be manipulative, nor one to have an agenda built on the blood of victims. She's someone he already sees as a friend, and he's fiercely protective of her all the same. She's made of fire and blood, this queen; and in her he sees someone worthy of admiration. ]

Gailleann's open to you and your dragons anytime, my lady, and you'll have only the best. [ But more importantly! ] Even better, I'll fly with them; it's been awhile since I raced with anyone.

[ But then another thought occurs to him. ] You've never seen snow before, have you? [ Because what if he taught her how to ice skate? ]

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[ He could fly, but she worries that Drogon will become bad-tempered and attempt to eat him. Suddenly, she can see Hazzea's bones before her again, charred and small. The winged shadow, the father had named him, as he'd left her to look upon the price of her power.

Why was I returned to Meereen, only to see my children turn to monsters? Her belly turns. ]

One day, [ she pledges, her smile masking her true sentiment. ] One day, you may fly with them. But not now. [ If Drogon now sees children as quarries ...

Onto more pleasant things: ] I confess I have never even touched ice, [ she admits lightly. She has only ever known spring and summer. ] My brother told me stories of snowdrifts so tall they piled past the parapets, but he could never show me. [ She teases, ] You shall introduce me. I command it.

[ So no pressure, or anything. Hint: He should absolutely try. ]

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[ He will totally, 100% try. He catches a glimpse of a shadow in her eyes but says nothing -- there is more she's not divulging, and it is not for him to pry it out of her. ]

Awww, man, you're missing out! Snow's the most awesome thing you can ever experience! [ His mind is racing at all the possibilities, the things he can show her. (One day, she will discover just how it is that Johnny managed to stay a Baron being the way he is: Jack Benjamin is the teeth behind the power, the man who will do everything Johnny won't.) For now, however, Johnny is brimming with enthusiastic exuberance. ]

Hell, I'll teach you how to fly. [ Teaching a queen to snowboard and ice skate? HELL YEAH. ]

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[ His enthusiasm seems to brighten her, the mischief he inspires removing years from the shadows that have grown on her countenance since returning to Meereen. ]

Fly? But how can that be? [ she eggs him on, truly curious. Loki once carried her up into the sky upon magic boots, and Billy Kaplan once floated her above the trees of La Llorona. She hasn't seen either of them in this new-old world, and she can only hope they have been returned to their worlds of choice. One day--in less than a year, now--Drogon shall carry her higher than both of them had, and together they will rule the skies.

But until then, the prospect of other means of flying has her curiosity piqued. Tell her more, Johnny. ]

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[ That's a good thing, right? He could make her younger again. Here, there's no Meereen. He laughs -- ]

Well, more of a matter of speech in your case! Imagine going so fast, gliding in mid-air on skates or a snowboard that there's nothing in the way. [ Johnny's gaze is distant, warm. ] It's an incredible feeling.