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Um. Hi. I'm Henry.

[ He knows full well how to use a smartphone so there's no awkwardness there, it's more the fact that he's addressing people he can't see and hasn't even met in person yet. They all do it so it's nothing new, it's just figuring out how to start this that has him fumbling for words for a moment. Some people might not even really care who he is and what his name is, but he likes to be friendly. Might as well be authentic, even in a place like this. ]

I've been here for a few weeks now, I...haven't met a lot of people yet. And I was thinking about where we all come from.

[ There's a lot to fear or at least be worried about when it comes to this place, so idle chitchat like what he's initiating might not be super welcomed by everyone, but messages like these are easy to ignore, he figures. He's curious and he wants to know people better; the ones who are willing to listen and respond, anyway. ]

I know of a lot of places, some of them...kind of bad. But I didn't know a place like this could exist. So. I was thinking maybe there are places even worse than this out there. Or maybe more places like where I come from, where things are more...normal. Ish. [ The 'ish' is because, well, his hometown doesn't even technically exist. But that's a story for another time. ] What's your home like? Is this place better than what you left behind?

[ And, because he is a teenage boy: ] What do you miss most? I miss really good New York pizza. And my family. I really miss my family, but at least my mom's here. Well, one of them, at least. [ Oh. Right. That's another story. That'll have to wait. ]

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[ Out of anyone she's met here, Henry looks to be the person closest to Arya's age. Arya hasn't interacted with many people that young, not since she was on the road with Gendry and the others. Arya doesn't quite remember how, and a good portion of the video is Arya staring into the camera, scrutinizing the boy who made the video.

How is he still alive? A person this soft wouldn't make it a week where she's from, unless he's a lord of some kind. And he definitely doesn't look like a lord. ]

This place is better than where I was last.

[ Arya says at last, flatly, because she should probably respond to at least one of this kid's questions. ]

[ He has...some toughness to him, which mostly rises to the surface when people he cares about are threatened. He'd do anything for his friends and family, though he can admit to himself that he's maybe not as skilled as some people. What he lacks in skill, he makes up for in bravery. (Misguided though it may be sometimes.)

He's not sure what to make of the girl staring back at him, but it seems like she's been through a hell of a lot. ]

What was it like?

[ This may not be a pleasant question to answer, so he asks softly, leaving room for her to flat out ignore it. ]

[ A question is a question, no matter how softly it's asked. Arya looks down, playing with a fraying string on her shirt. She doesn't really have much to compare Westeros too -- it's very different from Hadriel, of course, but most places are. Henry is from Earth, and Arya only knows a bit of information about that place. ]

It was a place at war.

[ Arya says, slowly, hoping that'll conjure up the right image. ]

But the sky was far bigger than it was here, and the air felt realer.

[ She doesn't want Henry to think that Westeros is some kind of hell. (Even though it probably is.) ]

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