❅ Six (Video)

[stonebird]

I will miss the children. (Sansa is probably one of the few that would have delighted in caring for a gaggle of kids. Okay, maybe not a gaggle. One or two would have been nice until Hadriel struck again.) It is best if they are not trapped here.

(Her lips twitch, gentle amusement making the blue of her eyes warmer.)

Arya will no doubt appreciate this, however an apology is due to Lord Fingon. I was...quite abominable...as a child. You, on the other hand, were absolutely precious. I would not mind a son just like you.

(Will that ever be? She shakes away her uncertainty, choosing to be at peace instead.)

And Lady Margaery, I think we should have been companions from the beginning. Isn't it a shame we met so late?

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[stonebird]

(Yes, but she will likely insist on helping him regardless. She is not easy on herself when she thinks she is being cowardly.)

How do you keep sane? I trust your resolve as an Elf helps, but madness can take ahold of you nonetheless.

[utulien_aure]

[One doesn't need to exercise courage constantly. Particularly not when someone else is willing to bear the burden.

...And this is not the easiest question to answer, strangely enough.]

So my cousins insist. [Ruefully] But I've never felt the same way.

Part of me enjoys the struggle, Sansa. It always has- I take satisfaction in giving my all to a cause worthy of it, whether that be the survival of struggling people, or a war against a god.

Not everyone is like that. And it is better that it is so, for life is not about how many fights with Morgoth one can pick.

[stonebird]

(Taking the small steps makes taking the bigger steps easier. She is training herself - as much as she can - for leading the men of Winterfell in battle.

His answer doesn't surprise her. She admires his bright conviction, but she senses he is ignoring the best part of him; the part she loves the most.)

You give most of yourself to various causes; not all of yourself. There is a part of you that you reserve for lost, mourning young women who have been searching for a home. You hold out your hand and welcome them without pause. You are a different sort of Healer.