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[wolfchild]

[ 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. ]

Comments

[secondchances]

There could be a trick to waffles.

[wolfchild]

I know how to eat.

[secondchances]

You're just determined not to get breakfast with me, huh?

[wolfchild]

I didn't say that.

[secondchances]

No? Then you should wait, and we'll have waffles together. Soon.

[wolfchild]

With chocolate.

[ When she's done, she pushes the plate away. ]

You can go. I'm not like to run off outside alone if that's what you're thinking.

[secondchances]

I didn't think you were. But I can get going.

[wolfchild]

[ She nods and keeps quiet. ]

[secondchances]

Alright. [She starts towards the door.] I'm serious about the waffle thing, though. I'd like to hang out with you when you're not throwing chairs or fresh from a trip home. Could be fun.

[wolfchild]

I can filter. Stephanie. [ She even remembers the name :') ]

[secondchances]

Not if I filter first.

[She sticks her tongue out at her, playfully.]

I'll see you soon, Arya.

[Feel better, kiddo :( ]