[ the stasis unit is quieter, now. the worst rush of people coming in to see those who had not survived through the torture, to see those who might wake up, has passed, dwindled down to the usual coming and going of people, still there to see their loved ones.
this time, Sansa is not there to see Robb, hopeful after all these months that one day she might find his pod empty again. this time, she stands in front of a pod where an older man sleeps, his face peaceful, the heavy fur cloak lining his figure. she wonders if he is warm, like this. three days have gone by, and what little hope she had that it might be the same thing that had happened to her and Jon had died, snuffed out like a candle. ]
Sleep well, Father.
[ she presses her palm briefly against the cold glass, breathes out. when she looks up, it's to meet a pair of curious eyes — yet, she can manage nothing but a small, shaky smile at Kagari, no explanations. but perhaps none are needed. he should have heard her words, after all. ]
KAGARI.
this time, Sansa is not there to see Robb, hopeful after all these months that one day she might find his pod empty again. this time, she stands in front of a pod where an older man sleeps, his face peaceful, the heavy fur cloak lining his figure. she wonders if he is warm, like this. three days have gone by, and what little hope she had that it might be the same thing that had happened to her and Jon had died, snuffed out like a candle. ]
Sleep well, Father.
[ she presses her palm briefly against the cold glass, breathes out. when she looks up, it's to meet a pair of curious eyes — yet, she can manage nothing but a small, shaky smile at Kagari, no explanations. but perhaps none are needed. he should have heard her words, after all. ]