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[ulfur]

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[ulfur]

I'm sure you have...and I'm sure Sansa is glad to have someone like a sister to share these things with. Arya was never fond of anything in that vein. Sansa is in her element, working with you.

[ Her promise earns her a smile and squeeze of her hand with his other hand. ]

Thank you, Inesa. I know you speak truly. And that I can speak truly with you.

[ They begin to weave their way in a slow, meandering fashion through the trees of the park. Ned contemplates before speaking again. ]

You have seen so many things, known so many places, before coming here. Was there...ever anything you had to let go of, from any of those other places, so that you could live more fully in this one?

[unknownmoirai]

[Inesa giggles a bit.]

Yes. My sister is much like Arya, so perhaps that is why Sansa and I get along so well. We are the best of friends. [She's never had a best friend before and while Sansa certainly falls into that category, they feel more like sisters than just friends.] She had even offered to let me be a part of her family. So... I do think of her as a sister.

I hope that is alright.

[She doesn't want to presume since she is now talking to father Stark.

Inesa turns to look up at Ned, her blue-gray eyes curious and bright in the face of his question.] Yes. Though it is different... in a way, but yes. It was when I had met Jon. I would give up everything to be able to stay with him and to be human... to live and to die with him. I had never had that wish before I had met him and I knew that I would give up my search and my life's purpose if it meant that I could grow old with him.

[She pauses and then continues in a softer voice.]

Why do you ask?