Like a fucking child? Fuck off before I decide against letting you go.

"You sound like you're fresh off sucking your mom's tit, boy." Brandon wants no part of Baelish's pathetic fairy tale. He brushes past him, and heads someplace worth his time.

He slows down his steps. Anchors himself in his spot. Lets a beat pass. Two. Then, he doubles over laughing. "Find a drunk fool in a bar then." He sets off again. Imagine still being stuck in a damn fistfight from 30 years ago.

News are fucking snitches.

What I know is NORTHERN people are getting ARRESTED for demanding NORTHERN FREEDOM and here we are!

SESTER????

WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN, LOCA

WHAT THINGS? HAS ANY ASSHOLE BEEN BOTHERING YOU? WHERE IS HE? I'LL BEAT THE EVERLOVING SHIT OUT OF HIM.

WHO'S HE? WHAT HAS HE DONE? . . . . Also, a professor? Why would you put yourself through children that aren't Ned's?

TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN ONLY MAKES ME WORRY MORE. That's still a bunch of kids. I actually puke any time I have to go to campus. They're so dumb, Lya. Pray for their souls.

FINE. Who's the asshole? Hm. Well. Good luck. Now are you gonna give me a hug or what?

"Then who is it?" He squeezes her as tight as he can (because how long has it been? Five centuries?) while laying his chin on the top of her head.

"Disgusting. I'll stop asking now." Number one way to get Brandon off your back: remind him his siblings have sex lives. He'll recoil and swerve topics FAST.

He scrunches up his nose, but nods. "Sounds great. You like Yi Tish food?"

"You got it." He wraps an arm around her shoulders to all but drag her along. "This place is /great/, they let you have booze before noon."

"More for me!" But if she doesn't want to join him, he's not going to force her to.

Brandon's grin falls. "Awful. With everything going on and Tywin fucking Lannister sticking his decrepit finger into the wound, no one's happy."

"How can anything be okay when our home isn't?" They are healthy, sure, but he'd trade his own health for better times for all Northern people in a heartbeat.

"A lot of the protesters progressed right into a prison cell." Brandon's blood still boils at the thought. What did they do save demand what is theirs by rights? "But no, no one died. Tywin Lannister wouldn't be breathing otherwise."

Brandon rolls his eyes. "Ned thinks getting on his knees and asking the old lion to pretty please reconsider his decision is gonna get us somewhere." He is also very much against murder.