[ with his usual routes committed to memory and aided by nymeria, finding jon is not so hard. arya runs up to him, her hands hiding something behind her back. her clothes are wet and sticking to her skinny frame with stray leaves tangled in her hair and clinging to her tunic. but she's grinning happily. when she reaches him, she holds out the flowers she risked life and limb for picked for him. ]
[He sees her coming, and he smiles at how wet she is. It's almost like being back in Winterfell, her smile is so earnest. Mayhaps her mother's presence has helped her more than he ever could.
But he picks her up, instead of just taking the flowers]
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[ with his usual routes committed to memory and aided by nymeria, finding jon is not so hard. arya runs up to him, her hands hiding something behind her back. her clothes are wet and sticking to her skinny frame with stray leaves tangled in her hair and clinging to her tunic. but she's grinning happily. when she reaches him, she holds out the flowers she
risked life and limb forpicked for him. ]They're for you!
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But he picks her up, instead of just taking the flowers]
What shall I do with them?
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[ she will put them in his hair if there's no better choice, she will. ]
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[He nudges her up on his hip. She's getting too big for him to carry like this. Soon he won't be able to anymore.]
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[ she tucks one in just over his ear and fixes his hair around it. arya leans back a little to better admire her handiwork. she nods. ]
There!
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[He takes them and puts them in his belt]
Thank you, Arya.
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Can I stay with you tonight?
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You don't want to stay with your Lady Mother?
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[ and she got time off—that she didn't need to ask for!—just so she could spend her days with catelyn. ]
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[They both know that, and why.]
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[ like that's all the explanation anyone needs, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. she won't tell, but neither will she lie if asked. ]
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[But a pause]
It matters not to me, or you, but it does to her.
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I won't tell.
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[ once on the floor, she pokes the damp patch she left behind and laughs. ]
You're all wet too!
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Did I tell you I flew?
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