[ The height is about all Loras as. His usual bravado is still wavering, and here he has neither name nor status to hide behind. He eyes the smile warily. There are two choices here, Loras figures: find his own biting remark or be honest. In a twist peculiar even to him, he chooses the honest route. ]
Yes. [ It's not as easy to say as it seems. Loras feels his jaw clench for a moment, his gaze moving from Theon to the Sanctuary. ] It's very frightening.
[ And this will be the second time he's unable to help Sansa Stark. Not that anyone expects him to save her, no this time, but he doesn't want to face the failure all the same. ]
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Yes. [ It's not as easy to say as it seems. Loras feels his jaw clench for a moment, his gaze moving from Theon to the Sanctuary. ] It's very frightening.
[ And this will be the second time he's unable to help Sansa Stark. Not that anyone expects him to save her, no this time, but he doesn't want to face the failure all the same. ]