[She had recognized Jon, of course -- but the relief he showed her was difficult to reciprocate despite the sudden loosening she can feel in her lungs. Still raw from the death of Missandei, now confined to a cell and without Drogon -- it only barely registers that he's said something to her that does not quite make sense.
There is a tiredness in her eyes that echoes down to her soul. For a time, she just holds his eyes and allows herself to comfort herself with the knowledge that he is there. That she hadn't quite lost everything yet.]
Who told you?
[The guards? She had not guessed that they knew very much of her, or the relationships she kept. But if they did, it would make sense for them to try and reassure Jon that she was out of his way.]
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There is a tiredness in her eyes that echoes down to her soul. For a time, she just holds his eyes and allows herself to comfort herself with the knowledge that he is there. That she hadn't quite lost everything yet.]
Who told you?
[The guards? She had not guessed that they knew very much of her, or the relationships she kept. But if they did, it would make sense for them to try and reassure Jon that she was out of his way.]