[ arya stops in her tracks when she's caught, although the woman admonishes her gently, telling her that the food is for all. arya knows that auntie, she is just paranoid. of course before arya can open her mouth, her eyes lay on the woman before here.
there is something about her that is achingly familiar. like a face from a dream or a distant memory. her eyes narrow a little as her brain tries to figure out just who she is.
she looks like jon. arya thinks idly before shaking her head.] I'm not stealing, [ she frowns deeply.] I'm just... borrowing it.
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there is something about her that is achingly familiar. like a face from a dream or a distant memory. her eyes narrow a little as her brain tries to figure out just who she is.
she looks like jon. arya thinks idly before shaking her head.] I'm not stealing, [ she frowns deeply.] I'm just... borrowing it.