[ she nods in understanding; without knowing, their reasons for liking to be outside on their own are rather similar. she, too, likes to be able to go wherever she wants, without being confined to one place or another, always the prisoner of those who seek to use her.

when he peers at the weapon, she laughs for the sheer contrast in their experiences with this particular subject. ]

Mm, I got this as a present, it is only fair I try. But you must know this is very advanced for me... back in Westeros, we only had swords and arrows. Nothing like this.