[He didn't know what to think about meeting another bastard. There weren't many highborn bastards, raised in the way he had been. The feelings it brought out in him were conflicted and too many to focus on.
He wishes he knew what to say to her about her own state, but words never came easy to him and there was little to say in regards to it. Eventually, the word loses meaning on its own.]
They both are. I have two.
[Where was Arya? Sansa had said she was out there in the world, but she hadn't come to find him at the Wall. Would she know it was safe to return home?]
It's clear you admire your father.
[He nodded. He had heard that at the Wall as well, but that hadn't exactly proven true. He was still a bastard to them there. It didn't matter where you went, it mattered how you responded.
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He wishes he knew what to say to her about her own state, but words never came easy to him and there was little to say in regards to it. Eventually, the word loses meaning on its own.]
They both are. I have two.
[Where was Arya? Sansa had said she was out there in the world, but she hadn't come to find him at the Wall. Would she know it was safe to return home?]
It's clear you admire your father.
[He nodded. He had heard that at the Wall as well, but that hadn't exactly proven true. He was still a bastard to them there. It didn't matter where you went, it mattered how you responded.
Whether or not you made it your armor.]