A bit farther. Rey and Kylo Ren found a suitable place for quiet out here for me, once.
[She does not say why. But being there will no doubt raise a few questions anyway. She doubted that the clearing had healed from the damage she had done, however small it had been. It isnt meant to be an intimidation tactic but...she could see how he may take it as one.
So she leads him in farther, until the shade becomes thicker, until they reach a fair sized clearing — far enough from the city to avoid being stumbled upon, but not far enough for someone to spot them and ask questions.
Every now and then, a pair of yellow eyes twinkle in the dark around them. The clearing itself seems mostly untouched...save for a few aggressive gouge-marks of torn up earth, and one small patch of burnt grass as if someone had forgotten to put out a bonfire. The clawmarks are too large to belong to anything smaller than a horse.
Daenerys pauses to lift the cloth over her arm in order to lay it down and unwrap it. She had very nearly brought nothing (for she was still cross with him, and not eager to offer him kindness) but ... well, the absence of Rey has swiftly reminded her that she has few true friends and people close to her in this city and, while she would not necessarily count Jon as a friend at this moment in time, he was still the most familiar with her.
It was a concern. It would behoove her to make an effort, however small.]
This world is sick. It is why there is so little green.
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[She does not say why. But being there will no doubt raise a few questions anyway. She doubted that the clearing had healed from the damage she had done, however small it had been. It isnt meant to be an intimidation tactic but...she could see how he may take it as one.
So she leads him in farther, until the shade becomes thicker, until they reach a fair sized clearing — far enough from the city to avoid being stumbled upon, but not far enough for someone to spot them and ask questions.
Every now and then, a pair of yellow eyes twinkle in the dark around them. The clearing itself seems mostly untouched...save for a few aggressive gouge-marks of torn up earth, and one small patch of burnt grass as if someone had forgotten to put out a bonfire. The clawmarks are too large to belong to anything smaller than a horse.
Daenerys pauses to lift the cloth over her arm in order to lay it down and unwrap it. She had very nearly brought nothing (for she was still cross with him, and not eager to offer him kindness) but ... well, the absence of Rey has swiftly reminded her that she has few true friends and people close to her in this city and, while she would not necessarily count Jon as a friend at this moment in time, he was still the most familiar with her.
It was a concern. It would behoove her to make an effort, however small.]
This world is sick. It is why there is so little green.