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[confidente]

[ He didn't really sleep last night, he spent most of it staring at a wall until he finally caved and dragged himself out into the kitchen. (It was early morning at this point.) Making the pot of tea didn't really help with the whole sleeping thing, but it was at least a decent distraction.

God, he needs something better to do than stare at walls and make pots of tea.

So now he's sitting at the kitchen table (of the flat) with his journal, slowly draining that pot of tea he made. Oh, it's a wonderful life. ]

Anyone got any suggestions on what someone can do when they can't sleep to save themselves? And don't say knitting, I'm absolutely terrible at knitting.

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[wintercat]

If I may slip away without waking my daughter, certainly.

[confidente]

Great. By the way, how is she doing?

[wintercat]

Better than you might expect. [She's been thrown for a lot of curves lately, but Arya...is Arya.] My eldest son has arrived. I think that is some comfort to her. [And also a cause for worry, but that's neither her nor there.]

[confidente]

That's good to hear. [ She's a strong girl then. Good. He's really glad. ] Yet you don't sound that overjoyed about it. [ ...Oops. Probably shouldn't have said that John. ]

[wintercat]

[A pause] You said you were a doctor. You may have met him in the clinic. His name is Robb. He would be watched over by a direwolf. [Have you noticed the guy who entered the clinic almost dead? Yeah. That's him.]

[confidente]

[ He's silent for a moment before realization hit him like a tone of bricks. Oh, yes, he remembers that one. The wolf almost scared him half to death once. ]

Jesus. [ A beat. ] We haven't meet formally, but I've seen him.

[wintercat]

Now you know why sleep does not come easy for me. [At least in part.]

[confidente]

Catelyn, I'm so sorry. [ Yeah, he understands in part. He doesn't need to be a deductive genius to figure it out. ]

[wintercat]

Thank you. [It's all she can think of to say. Really, her tone and the pause before she speaks say much more than her words. Please don't pity me. Allow me to pretend I'm not completely broken.]

[confidente]

We'll definitely have to meet for tea sometime. [ If anything he can give her that. He'd want her to do the same if their positions were reversed. ]

[wintercat]

I will look forward to it.

[confidente]

So will I.