❅ Seventeen (Text)

[stonebird]

Have you ever been in love?

(This is asked late one night and it might seem frivolous with the current concerns hovering over the populace of Hadriel. Yet Sansa believes love is important no matter how long someone lives - or where they are imprisoned. Besides, she had a taste of love recently and it's a frightening - and exhilarating - change of scenery for her.)

Can it last?

Comments

[circumitus]

got plenty of those if my face is any indicator. wouldnt call them "badges of honor" tho.

[Given that the ones on her face weren't the result of any ridiculous accident or glorious combat. They're more reminders of her weakness, of who she never wants to be again. Never a pawn to be controlled, a gun pulled by another's hand. Her choices have to be her own. Always.]

what about you? who keeps YOU safe?

[stonebird]

You can call them whatever you like. Who is to argue with you?

(She should take her own advice, really, and stop hiding her legs, but that will take more time.)

My men. They serve me because they know I will look out for their best interests.

[circumitus]

guess theres no one, really.

[A mixed blessing that is, too.]

does that apply here as well?

[stonebird]

I have friends I can call upon. I know they would come.

[circumitus]

good.
that whole
having someone "watching my back" thing is still a relatively new concept to me.
at least not everyone has that problem.

[And Sansa being among those, it seems.]

[stonebird]

New and comforting, I hope?

(You're absolutely right, Rey.)

[circumitus]

guess it should be, right? [Sometimes she isn't always sure.]