Voice testing this "boy" :3c

[starktomboy]

[She may just be a bit exasperated with mun right now. Though she was promised she could see her siblings and thus she came.]

Well? You have me here. [She's impatient about this.]

It's not like you aren't doing a favor for me, by bringing me here. I suppose some thanks are in order. [Still unsure you deserve it though.]

I am sick to death of games, but you promised me my siblings. You said my family was here somewhere.

[She just runs a hand through her short scraggly locks, brushing them out of her face.]

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[starkbastard]

[Jon manages to keep the amused smile on his lips to a minimum. Arya's glower isn't scaring him, obviously. He let goes of her, as reluctantly as her, but his sister is almost a woman grown now and he probably should treat her as much.

He nods slowly]

As long as we are together, we will keep one another safe, I am sure. [And by that he means that he's going to keep a close eye on her] And who knows, perhaps the rest of our family will join us too.

[starktomboy]

[She considers his words a moment, torn between wanting to see her family again and wanting them safe and away from wherever her Lady Writer intends to send her though it cannot be worse than what she's left behind.]

You mean to follow me everywhere, don't you? [She smiles. Oh, big brother she is on to you.]

[starkbastard]

[He's learned that there's nothing he can do to stop his mundane from sending him to terrible places. But nothing can't be as bad as the He gives a sort of faked offended air, though his smile is showing]

I would never think of doing such thing, Arya! I'll just merely keep you company all the time.

[Family is all that they will have in this world]

[starktomboy]

[She gives him a small smile, appreciating the joking and the familiarity of it.]

I am unopposed to that. I've missed you...

[And she lapses into a silence for a moment before it occurs to her that they've been talking about her and what she's been doing and yet she hadn't the mind to ask him what The Wall had been like.]

How have things been with you in that place? The Wall... and wherever else your Writer has sent you.

[She knew now that there were dangerous men in that place - men far less honorable and kind than her brother.]