Date: 2017-02-06 07:26 am (UTC)
st_arkunderitall: (intrigued look up)
Sansa watched him curiously for a moment while he shifted to sit on the ground beside her chair despite the fact that there were other chairs close by. She found that she didn't mind, though. She would still be wary a bit but the night was pleasant and so was his company.

Her features softened a little while she listened to him talk of his home and she noted the sadness. She understood it too because she had felt the same way about Winterfell and still did. At one time all she had wanted to do was leave her home and see the rest of the world. Now, she would give anything to go back.

"I would like that." She found herself saying and meaning it. "What are the northern lights?"
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