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ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏɴᴇs
[ She stumbles into snow. The cold slices into her. Soaked, filthy, with travel-stained clothes turned almost to rags on her skinny frame and matted, tangled hair only just growing out again, she looks little like a girl, much less like the missing younger Stark daughter.
She sniffles and wipes her nose with the back of her hand. Her face is uncomfortably hot yet she's freezing. Her shivering near knocks her off her feet as she clambers up the steps. ]
My mother…
[ Arya feels her eyes fill with tears. She was going to find her mother and her brother. She was almost home. It wasn't fair. ]
She sniffles and wipes her nose with the back of her hand. Her face is uncomfortably hot yet she's freezing. Her shivering near knocks her off her feet as she clambers up the steps. ]
My mother…
[ Arya feels her eyes fill with tears. She was going to find her mother and her brother. She was almost home. It wasn't fair. ]
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She takes it when it's offered this time, keeping closer to him than she had. ]
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[And he gives a small smile back before leading her out of the room and back to the elevator]
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Zelos?
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[he looks down]
Yes, my little wolf?
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[WEIRD GIRL]
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Arya! What has happened to you? [And she's automatically reaching out to pull her closer, sparing a grateful glance at Zelos.]
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I think she was sent home, my lady.
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She gives Zelos a nod.]
Thank you for returning her to me.
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I found you! I found you, I found you! [ She doesn't raise her head from her mother's waist. ] I've been looking for you—I've been making for Riverrun—no one helped me, they all wanted to ransom me and if Robb didn't pay they'd have kept me—but I found you!
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[So yep. Awkward useless comment goes here]
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I'm here. I'm here. [That's all she says, just repeating it over and over again, trying not to cry in turn.]
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After a moment of silence, she grumbles: ] They cut my hair.
[ Priorities. ]
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It will grow back.
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Did—?
[ She looks over her shoulder to find Zelos. ]
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Hm?
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[ fear gives way to relief on her face. ]
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