[ she raises her head to look at him and robb's heart leaps into his throat. it has been so long since he has seen his sisters, but he has not forgotten their faces. in his memories they are smiling and laughing in the halls of winterfell. in his memories they are happy, all of them, with father and mother.
her hair is wrong, darker than it should be, but her eyes are still the same. those tully blue eyes that he shares. her brown hair turns to red in his eyes and he cannot shake it. robb's mask slips and shock decorates his lines, a shock and disbelief that it could be his sister standing before him. (how little he knows.) ]
San─ [ her name stumbles forth from his mouth, broken up out of fear should he speak it fully she shall disappear from his sight. he thinks he reach out and touch her, to calm the distress that shines so clearly in her eyes but he cannot lift his hands. ]
Is it─ Can it truly be you?
[ by the gods, he prays it is. by the old gods and the new, he hopes so selfishly that sansa is returned to him. ]
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her hair is wrong, darker than it should be, but her eyes are still the same. those tully blue eyes that he shares. her brown hair turns to red in his eyes and he cannot shake it. robb's mask slips and shock decorates his lines, a shock and disbelief that it could be his sister standing before him. (how little he knows.) ]
San─ [ her name stumbles forth from his mouth, broken up out of fear should he speak it fully she shall disappear from his sight. he thinks he reach out and touch her, to calm the distress that shines so clearly in her eyes but he cannot lift his hands. ]
Is it─ Can it truly be you?
[ by the gods, he prays it is. by the old gods and the new, he hopes so selfishly that sansa is returned to him. ]