❅ Eleven (Text)
I have a delicate matter I need to discuss with a lady; preferably one who comes from a modern era. (Since her era has been called "medieval" more than once. Surely humanity has progressed in this...?)
I thank you in advance for your time. I would also like to -
(This is more difficult.)
A great Elf has left us. He was very dear to me and I will miss him for the rest of my life.
I thank you in advance for your time. I would also like to -
(This is more difficult.)
A great Elf has left us. He was very dear to me and I will miss him for the rest of my life.

voice;
(Daenerys has been nothing but friendly to her; Sansa has a hard time trusting her instincts, but perhaps she isn't wrong this time.)
I would like your company. I can make tea.
voice;
Of course. Where are you?
voice;
voice; --> action;
[ As soon as she can find a boat, that is.
Some time later, Sansa will see the familiar sweep of silver hair as the young queen approaches, hands folded at her front. ]
Lady Sansa. [ She offers by way of greeting, frowning faintly. ] ... Again, I am sorry for the loss of your friends.
action;
Welcome, Your Majesty. (Her curtsy is a little less graceful.) You are kind to say so, but I am determined that I shall see them again, one way or another.
(Meaning she will do what she must so their paths cross.)
action;
[ The Starks are none to be trifled with, she knows. She can tell, if only from her interactions with Sansa during their shared time in Hadriel. ]
If we can gain some sort of control over the Door, then you may see them sooner than you think.