[He leans over Arya's head slightly to smile down at the direwolf.]
Hi, Nymeria.
[As he straightens back up, his eyes linger on the bow over her shoulder. There's something... weird about it, but he can't yet tell what. He fixates on it a little.]
Do you always carry those around?
[The weapons, he means. It's a genuine question, and not remotely judgmental. He plans on doing the exact same with his own.]
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Hi, Nymeria.
[As he straightens back up, his eyes linger on the bow over her shoulder. There's something... weird about it, but he can't yet tell what. He fixates on it a little.]
Do you always carry those around?
[The weapons, he means. It's a genuine question, and not remotely judgmental. He plans on doing the exact same with his own.]