[ she is quiet for a moment, there's frustration in her voice, as well as maybe defeat.] But Joffrey is here too. [ and she wants to end him, to make him pay for killing her father, for torturing sansa.]
Aye, but his armies aren't. His gold isn't. What is he, without that? Like as not he'll get what's coming to him from his own court, even without your help. [Jon can hope, anyway. He found a way to drive his own lord uncle to murder him, after all.] Father's the one that needs us.
[There's a long silence, first. On the one hand, he does not want to encourage this. He wants her to be his little sister, a child and carefree. On the other hand, she has a right to it and he knows it. Their family is gone and she is changed, and no amount of wishful thinking can turn her back.
But he can at least make sure she survives, even if that means teaching her how to be smarter when she wishes to kill. She'll have to be, when she is given to the Bastard of Bolton.]
He won't, I swear it. But the only man you would please by sacrificing yourself for revenge is a Lannister, and I would not make any move while Sansa is still far afield and vulnerable to their own wroth. If we do this, we wait for a better opportunity: not when he is in the midst of an enemy fortress and guarded by the Kingslayer.
It might take some time. Can you do that, Arya? Wait?
[ arya isn't that little girl anymore, life has changed her, morphed her into something she never was. she's not as bitter or jaded as the arya that gendry knows, as she is back home, she hasn't had a chance to change that much. but still, the world is a darker place to arya stark.
and jon's lucky that she doesn't know that people can disappear at any time, that their time here may be limited. she's so wrapped up in hearing that jon is willing to let her do this, to do this with her, by using the word 'we' that she leaps on the chance. she nods before she realizes he can only hear her.
she agrees, through gritted teeth, but its an agreement nonetheless, one that's said with a bit of eagerness too.] Yes.
[To be fair... Jon doesn't know that either. So he lets out a short breath, relieved. He has no idea what he would do if Arya disappeared in the middle of the night, without even Nymeria to keep her safe.]
Good. I should like to see your skill with Needle now, too, since you've had lessons.
[ she lets out a breath, almost annoyed that she has to give up her plans. although a tiny part of her still thinks he might try. keep an eye on your little sister, jon.] I'm really good. [ there's a pause.]
[Yeah, guess who is definitely sleeping over every night after this? Try getting out of bed without waking him or Ghost up, little sister. :| No escape no surrender.]
No. [Hmm, suspicious. And also the perfect excuse! You did this to yourself, Arya Stark.] I'm going to stay in yours. [With a feigned innocence:] You did say I could, I recall.
[At first he's taken aback by the protest, but after a few seconds his tone softens.] I only mean to talk, little sister. I won't have Lord Renly be the one to spread such news again. [Yeah he's still butthurt about that.] While you wait, I wait. You have my word.
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But he can at least make sure she survives, even if that means teaching her how to be smarter when she wishes to kill. She'll have to be, when she is given to the Bastard of Bolton.]
He won't, I swear it. But the only man you would please by sacrificing yourself for revenge is a Lannister, and I would not make any move while Sansa is still far afield and vulnerable to their own wroth. If we do this, we wait for a better opportunity: not when he is in the midst of an enemy fortress and guarded by the Kingslayer.
It might take some time. Can you do that, Arya? Wait?
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and jon's lucky that she doesn't know that people can disappear at any time, that their time here may be limited. she's so wrapped up in hearing that jon is willing to let her do this, to do this with her, by using the word 'we' that she leaps on the chance. she nods before she realizes he can only hear her.
she agrees, through gritted teeth, but its an agreement nonetheless, one that's said with a bit of eagerness too.] Yes.
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Good. I should like to see your skill with Needle now, too, since you've had lessons.
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Are you staying with father?
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Not as we speak, but I could find him. Why?
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actually bestbrother ever.] No. [ he may be smug but she is glum.]private voice »
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