( i'm so so sorry for this ridiculously delayed response -- i got back from my hiatus early this month and it's taken me a while to adjust to regular life and tagging rhythm. if you'd rather leave this here, don't hesitate to poke me on plurk and we can talk about handwaving the rest! but if you want to keep this thread going, i'm game for that too c: )

You weren't there, [ is her quiet response — he didn't see it all, didn't hear what she told Cersei. she thought it would help him and it got him killed.

but she nods; she had been so sure she had seen him... but Jon would know, wouldn't he? Father would surely find Jon and Robb, they would know before her whether he was awake. ]

I'm sorry I left without a word. I wanted... I wanted to get some food, to make some so there'd be dinner for you, and Robb, and Theon. You're all working so hard, and I — [ I do nothing, she thinks. even now, she is only being a burden, with the sickness that refuses to go away. ]