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[furied]

If I understand my situation correctly, I have little choice in the matter, but I would urge you to think again on your decisions. I would not otherwise abandon my campaign for such seemingly trivial matters.

And I hold the company you would have me keep in less than high esteem.

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[burnsobright]

Your sun has all ready set.

Perhaps your mundane simply understands this better than you.

[furied]

It still hangs higher in the sky than yours, [ Stannis says, the statement as close to a quick retort as he ever gets, a flash of fire in his expression before it cools into something closer to impassiveness. ] I have my freedom, at least.

[burnsobright]

[And Cersei has absolutely no clue to what he is referring too, given she is from before that point.

So, she scoffs.]

Not when last I checked.

[bruxisms]

[ it was not unheard of in such a place to run into... oneself, but all the same, it was rather... unsettling? no, that was not quite the word. unnerving? perhaps that was the wrong one as well.

he misliked that he couldn't find a word for it, and so, he clenches his jaw, moving his teeth slowly back and forth. ]

Should your experience be anything similar to mine own, you will soon find your entire life reduced to nothing but trivial matters.

[furied]

[ Perhaps unsurprisingly, Stannis' face serves as something of a mirror, the line of his jaw drawing itself into a sharp line, the hollows of his cheeks growing more pronounced. ]

I am coming to gather that such may be my lot. Still, I have yet to completely resign myself to that fate.

[bruxisms]

[ frown meets frown, scowl meets scowl. ]

I would expect as much. It is not in me to yield so easily, but you will soon find that these mundanes are as... persistant as they are frivolous.

[ you reproach yourself more than I ever could, your Grace. he cannot help but reflect upon Davos' words, though he doubted the onetime smuggler meant them quite so literally. ]

Which company do they intend for you [ ...us? ] to keep?

[furied]

[ Pronouns are hard when you're talking to yourself, man! ]

On a larger scale, I've no conception, but at present, the only one of my fellows in limbo that I recognize is that of Robert's former Master of Coin.

[bruxisms]

[ tell him about it. after all, it is not as though this has ever happened before no one wants to play you Stannis. sorry. ]

Lord Baelish. [ contempt. utter contempt. ] Still, it is the larger scale you should be most focused on, or you may find yourself trapped with men and women far worse than Lord Baelish.

[ a frown. ]

Yet, you may also learn much that will help our cause. [ or perhaps hinder it. ]