[ The sudden ferocity of her rebuke quite honestly takes him off-guard. Her hands wind into the fabric of her clothes and she tells him with fire in her voice that none of this is his fault. He doesn’t know that he was particularly thinking that it was, and yet a weight lifts off his shoulders all the same.
Shame on him for doubting the strength of her resolve for even a moment. She may well be stronger than even him, and he can only think that once they return home – if there is a shred of mercy left in this universe and Hydaelyn still exists – there is no better person to leave the legacy of the Red to. He knows their mutual friend would agree.
He reaches out then, resting his hands upon her shoulders, careful to keep his bare skin on the fabric of her clothes to spare them both a bombardment of feelings not their own. ]
Thank you, Arya. I may not have known it, but I needed to hear that – all of it. Who knew that you would come back into my life like a streak of sunlight, when I found myself stumbling in the dark?
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Shame on him for doubting the strength of her resolve for even a moment. She may well be stronger than even him, and he can only think that once they return home – if there is a shred of mercy left in this universe and Hydaelyn still exists – there is no better person to leave the legacy of the Red to. He knows their mutual friend would agree.
He reaches out then, resting his hands upon her shoulders, careful to keep his bare skin on the fabric of her clothes to spare them both a bombardment of feelings not their own. ]
Thank you, Arya. I may not have known it, but I needed to hear that – all of it. Who knew that you would come back into my life like a streak of sunlight, when I found myself stumbling in the dark?