['gentle' is not a word he'd used to describe someone prepared to end a friendship over a few bits of mistimed criticism. nevertheless her honesty is humbling, as is the trust she places in him. his mouth twists again, wryly.]
It's a long way from trusting someone won't go and stab you to trusting them with the rest of it.
[trusting them to do the right thing, and the smart thing--not to hurt you accidentally, or get themselves killed. to be there, to take care of themselves, to consider your feelings. there are few people jon trusts like that. perhaps that's unfair of him.]
I will try to trust you in all things, as I trust my sister.
[that trust did not merely come of shared blood and childhood memories but was earned several times over, on several worlds, in dreams. but there will be time. and perhaps dreams. he sighs.]
I'm ordering food. Is there anything you want to eat?
[scrolling future seamless now. he hasn't eaten in hours.]
[She meets his light jape with her own, following his lead in an attempt to lighten the air between them. As for the rest:]
I will not take offense if you do not. There are few people worthy of such in anyone's lifetime. I only ask that you trust that I know what is best for me -- unless I ask otherwise.
[Even the person closest to her, she did not trust in all things. That was what multiple advisors were for. That's what Tyrion Lannister and Asha Greyjoy were for.
When Jon speaks of food, she cannot help the slight spread of her smile. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, now that her anger was not there to keep her roused.]
[jon smiles ruefully and gestures towards the bed.]
You can rest here for a while, if you're tired. There'll be fruit and honey out in the kitchen when it's light.
[maybe some toast or coconut based yogurt. he orders a tofu scramble and sausage from the local 24 hour diner and begins layering black clothes and swathes of fabric over the rug on the floor to sleep (so dany can have the bed).]
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It's a long way from trusting someone won't go and stab you to trusting them with the rest of it.
[trusting them to do the right thing, and the smart thing--not to hurt you accidentally, or get themselves killed. to be there, to take care of themselves, to consider your feelings. there are few people jon trusts like that. perhaps that's unfair of him.]
I will try to trust you in all things, as I trust my sister.
[that trust did not merely come of shared blood and childhood memories but was earned several times over, on several worlds, in dreams. but there will be time. and perhaps dreams. he sighs.]
I'm ordering food. Is there anything you want to eat?
[scrolling future seamless now. he hasn't eaten in hours.]
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[She meets his light jape with her own, following his lead in an attempt to lighten the air between them. As for the rest:]
I will not take offense if you do not. There are few people worthy of such in anyone's lifetime. I only ask that you trust that I know what is best for me -- unless I ask otherwise.
[Even the person closest to her, she did not trust in all things. That was what multiple advisors were for. That's what Tyrion Lannister and Asha Greyjoy were for.
When Jon speaks of food, she cannot help the slight spread of her smile. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, now that her anger was not there to keep her roused.]
It is a bit early for food, I think.
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You can rest here for a while, if you're tired. There'll be fruit and honey out in the kitchen when it's light.
[maybe some toast or coconut based yogurt. he orders a tofu scramble and sausage from the local 24 hour diner and begins layering black clothes and swathes of fabric over the rug on the floor to sleep (so dany can have the bed).]