fearcutsdeeperthanswords | ❆ | 037

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[When the video comes on, the focus is immediately on a toy. A bobblehead, to be precise. The figure is all in black, with a little beard and mustache. Arya puts the camera down and steps back so she's visible.]

I didn't wish for dolls. And I think this one's head is broken. Look.

[She pokes toy-Jon's head, setting it to wobbling. She lets it go for a few seconds before closing her hand over it carefully. She'll make fun of it, but she doesn't want it to break. Even if it doesn't look much like Jon.]

Does anyone have something to put a map on a wall? [She doesn't chew her lip, though she would had that habit not been mostly broken.] I want to hang this, [she sets the bobblehead down, picks up a map of Westeros so big that it doesn't quite fit in her arm span,] but I don't have nails.

[Private to Alec]

I'm tired of waiting. What can you teach me?

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I don't know how many are beyond the Wall. There are only south of it.

[She pauses, amends:] There were five. Just two, now.

[He doesn't want to know what happened to the other three.]

And Nymeria's one of them?

Yes. Her brother's the other one. He's all white, with red eyes, but he doesn't make a sound.

[He nods a little, curious.]

Is he here somewhere, too?

No. He was, once.

[And so was Jon. It's been so long, she wonders if he looks any different now, and rubs her thumb over the doll's face again.]

But he's been gone a long time.

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