welp.

[debts]

—and we're back.

I don't think anybody's surprised.

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[debts]

Liar.

[ Her mouth pitches. (Takes one to know one.) ]

Where are you headed? Back to dragons, stories of old?

[seem]

[ Petyr sighs at that particular question, the line of his shoulders smoothing out as the breath leaves his mouth. ]

I've very little notion, [ he confesses, in the sort of tone that suggests he isn't entirely happy with how powerless he is in the matter.

Then, in a somewhat more amused voice: ] Though I will remind you that what you consider to be stories of old are hardly old to me.

[debts]

You know, I'm usually the one saying that line.

[ Still, it's part-joke and part thought-out-loud. Nothing nearly so substantial. ]

When you figure it out, let me know. I'm due for a vacation.

[seem]

A joint vacation, then? That does make the prospect more appealing.

[debts]

[ Her lips purse, melding into a small tsk noise. ]

We know how the girls are. They like to do things in pairs.