[Ah. Things quickly click into place, and Daenerys' smile fades away. She had not so soon forgotten, what she had seen in Catra's dreams. The fact that she'd come here to tell her ... well, she could not exactly hide her surprise. She thought the memory had seemed personal, and that she was an intruder.
Perhaps there was no one else who might understand. She could sympathize with that feeling.
She turns back to the boiling water and drops the tea inside.]
The one you remember?
[She has to check -- after all, Jon Snow had been very different the second time she'd seen him, compared to the first.]
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Perhaps there was no one else who might understand. She could sympathize with that feeling.
She turns back to the boiling water and drops the tea inside.]
The one you remember?
[She has to check -- after all, Jon Snow had been very different the second time she'd seen him, compared to the first.]