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❅ Eighteen (Voice)

(She won't be the first or the last to deal with this, most likely. The heat of the jungle has overwhelmed the Northern lady and she is having to rest - thus it's understandable that her voice is weak.)

I have never felt so...faint. The heat is incredibly oppressive. I feel as if I can't breathe or think.

(Pausing to take a drink of water, she swallows with some difficulty.)

Is there a...remedy?

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[He doesn’t like it either. The only place he’s ever known heat anything like this was on that planet where the city was located when he first rode into it.]

Take a bath. Or ask Daenerys. It’s hot enough where she lived in Essos.

Can you borrow a dress from Margaery?

Could always take a dunk in the river. Only a temporary relief, but hear it helps. Maybe petition the gods for air conditioning units in people's homes, or get fans.

[Rey isn't much help to anyone but herself on this planet. Being able to control her own body heat, the temperature doesn't really bother her much and never has.]

I'm wearing more...modern...fashions. (Meaning she is embarrassed enough walking about with so much skin showing.) Lady Tinya said she would help me find or stitch cooler attire.

(Right now, she is in her shift with her plentiful hair bound in a simple ponytail.)

How do you stand it?

I fear what is in the water. (But if this keeps up, she will take the risk and dunk herself fully clothed!) I would bother them...for another. I think I will adapt.

[It takes him a moment to answer her, as he considers her question. How does he? It’s not his dragon blood.]

Lighter clothing, and less of it.

I was always cold at the Wall, and we always ate hearty meals and drank hot wine to warm us.

Now I don’t eat hearty meals or drink anything hot.

Alright, I think I can manage that much. (As long as no one judges her for being less...proper.) I must rely on my Tully genes, I suppose.

Well, you're not wrong to worry about that...

[Rey was the one who told Sansa about bacteria, after all, wasn't she? Oops. Being immune to sickness and disease, she's never had to worry about that stuff, but she's aware of human limitations, having believed herself to be one on numerous occasions after repeated memory wipes.]

If anything you can always take a cold bath or shower. Wrapping yourself in a cool cloth in front of a fan works, too. A temporary fix, but better than nothing.

Hotter than this in the Riverlands, I’ll warrant.

Was it —

[He hesitates there.]

When you first went south, was it as hot as this?

[In King’s Landing, late in the last long summer. Sometimes he’s loath to mention the time and place: everything had gone so wrong.]

[time for the doctor to be a doctor, he guesses]

Light, loose, non-restrictive clothing. Don't overexert. Drink plenty of water. If you know anyone with a decent working fridge that has ice in it, wrap some in a towel and apply it to the back of the neck.

I can't stress enough not to overexert. Heat stroke can kill even a powerful person who doesn't sit their ass down when they need to.

There is none. We're all doomed to melt like ice in the summertime.

[He's never been anywhere this warm in his life either, but it's better for his sore bones then the bitter cold of the ice planet had been. He's wearing a lot less layers then usual, which means much to his chagrin that he can't hide his knives as easily as he would like.]

Keep drinking, Sansa. Having fans help.

[Of course, when Kelson had been exposed to such heat in Torenth, he had actually people fanning him. There didn't seem to be any lining up for such duty here though.]

Try and rest through the worst of it. Take a cold bath, the water will help.

Rest for a while. You're still unused to this heat, and you need to be careful.

Would you like anything from the orchard? I will be passing by there soon.

I'm not so sure. The Riverlands might be hot, but the moisture in the air here is suffocating.

(Remembering those days isn't fun, of course, however she can talk about them without flinching.)

It was hot - a drier sort of heat unless you were close to the bay. I was able to stay in the shade most of the time unless Joffrey ordered otherwise.

(She is thinking more about carnivorous fish. There won't be sharks, but what if there is something worse?)

To go from one extreme to another might not be the best for my health. (A cold bath followed by a cool cloth in front of a fan is sure to cause shivering. Then again, maybe that is better.)

These extreme weather changes are aggravating.

Thank you. (She appreciates the advice of a...Maester? Doctor? Healer? All of the above?) I wear far too many layers. I will rid myself of them.

(And say farewell to her noble dignity.)

You are terribly comforting, Ivar. (Who knew she had a sharp tongue when upset?) I don't want to be a puddle.

You must forgive me for how little I will be wearing from here on out.

(The layers don't help and skirts are just a menace unless they are short.)

I will bathe in ice if I can!

(An Elf that is unbothered by the weather. She is truly jealous of his race.)

Any fruit would be lovely. Will you share it with me?

Are you so unaccustomed to heat? I thought you all just sort of- adjusted. To an extent.

[He clears his throat, aware suddenly of how he's maybe being just a lil rude.]

I've heard that, uh, eating something cold can help. Ice cream, frozen fruit slices- even chewing ice, as unappetizing as that sounds.

I am accustomed to wearing layers and I hail from the North. I can survive far better in snow and ice.

(Despite her warm appearance, Sansa is a child of the North.)

I shall try them, thank you.

[It makes a nice change from the blistering cold, really]

Of course, if that is what you wish. Give me a few minutes.

[And just as promised he's there soon afterward, a basket of mixed fruits in hand]

[ain't no royal dignity in the tropics, fair lady]

If you feel faint or you stop sweating, come to the clinic immediately. I can reverse heat stroke before it becomes deadly.

I try to be.

[No he doesn't. He's a terrible annoyance and he knows it.]

You can always sit in a bathtub full of cold water. That might preserve you well.

[Piranhas suck, too.]

Most people don't usually handle the switch from one to another so well. Was never a problem for me.

[The perks of being non-human, all for the price of being the thing she hates.]

I shall do my best, how are you fairing?

[Kelson should have paid more attention to the styles they had in Torenth, how they kept cool. But he was too busy with a new king being crowned, avoiding assassination attempts and chasing down traitors and murderers.]

Do try and keep cool. I would think that bathing in ice might not be so pleasant though.

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