eachdraidh | (first lemon cake) voice ✧ seelie & unseelie

I offer my gratitude to those fighting the worms. [ here is a voice both measured and composed, albeit young. ] And gratitude is all I can give, barring my prayers. And they are given whole-heartedly for all of us. May the Warrior give you the strength and courage required for your victories. And may the Mother bless us all.

[ sansa stark has long come to doubt the efficacy of the seven new gods. she isn't entirely certain the old gods listen, either -- but their rustling leaves and independent ways give her more peace of late than anything the seven offer: incense and rituals. however! she has resigned herself to being alayne stone to those who are not immediately known to her or trusted by her. and alayne stone worships the new gods, not the old. she is meant to be exactly as petyr baelish described her: a pious bleater, whose ardent faith discourages unwanted questions. so she speaks of blessing of the seven, but holds the old gods in her heart. she only hopes that arya and her allies will forgive her this identity fraud across the lockets.

most of all, sansa doesn't want to disappoint the people to whom she'd promised her help. like in maegor's holdfast during the blackwater, sansa hopes to lift spirits and rouse bravery. perhaps if she voices her thankfulness, others will follow in kind.

before she ends, she has only one question -- the paranoid fugitive in her needs to know: ] These pendants are truly remarkable. Magic, is it? But more efficient by far than any raven. [ ... ] Can they be used to talk only to one person, and privately? If anyone has managed it, I would thank you to tell me how.

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Dunno. If someone told me how to think, I don't think I'd take it.

[ what she cannot say is that petyr baelish's advice and discretion is what keeps her alive -- safe -- out of lannister clutches. and what she can say...? ]

Telling someone how to think is not so bad. Telling them what to think, on the other hand...

[ from sansa's limited perspective, she sees baelish as giving her an array of facts and letting her come to her own conclusions. it's what she believes. ]

Not so sure about that. I think either can be bad depending on how it's done.

[manipulation comes in many colors, and isaac is a victim of both emotional and physical. he'd rather steer clear of the conversation entirely, but if he can warn a girl to watch out for being told how and what to think depending on the situation, he will.]

He's teaching me. Is it a crime to teach?

Well, no.

[this is getting awkward fast. isaac should really learn how to compartmentalize his emotions towards fathers.]

But it doesn't really matter what I think about it, anyway.

Perhaps not. [ a soft sigh; she's been rude. ] My apologies. I should not have argued so. Your opinions are your own and who am I to meddle in them?

It's no problem. We just have a lot of differences. [he puffs out his cheeks, then sighs-- exhaling the tension.] Plus, I have no idea what it's like where you're from. It's crazy. You could be from hundreds of years before me.

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[ something about that assumption sours her. ]

I'm from my present -- I'm not sure I want to think of myself as someone else's past.

Why not? I think it's kind of cool to think about. I could be in the past for someone, too, but not their past. You could be in the future, for all I know.

[he shrugs,]

Time is pretty crazy.

Do you really think it possible that our lands might be the same -- only our times different?

No, probably not. I'm no history major, but I think I would have remembered the part about dragons being real.

I don't think I exist, where you're from.

Does that alarm you?

Should it?

[isaac hasn't thought about not existing. but this world their in isn't supposed to exist, as far as he's concerned. stiles probably knows more about the nature of different universes and one universe sucking someone from another universe in, but it's too complicated to go in to.]

I don't really care. It doesn't effect me, either way. If I go home, it won't matter whether or not I was here.

[or it will, and he'll remember everything when he goes home and succumb to a serious case of some sort of mental illness or obsession with trying to figure out what happened.]

I hope it does matter. It seems unbearably cruel to be given this and then have it hauled away from our memories --

[ she's seen her sister again; she doesn't want to lose that. ]

Well, obviously. But we don't have any proof that what I'm saying is right. I could be totally wrong.

[he doesn't want to be wrong. even if part of him wouldn't want to forget, he thinks it's better off that way.]

...I wonder if there's a way to find out.

If you find someone who's left and come back again, feel free to let me know. I'd like to figure that out, too.

All it would take is asking. [ ... ] Still, I'm certain I'd not be the right person to ask the court at large.

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Why's that? You seem to be doing just fine addressing people here.

...This isn't the same as asking the rest of them a question!

[that earns a small smile from him, maybe a bit of a laugh if her hearing is keen enough.]

Hate to break it to you, but it kind of is.

Today I offered prayers. It's very different to ask for something than it is to offer something.

Well, you did sound a little nervous when you asked about being able to talk one-on-one with someone.

Someone did end up helping you with that, right?

A few were kind enough to help me.

[isaac weighs the options of what to say next, then shrugs a shoulder. he doesn't care either way, as long as it's done.]

I'll ask around. Want me to give you a call when I can?

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