I have four-- [She catches herself here and starts again, her voice much duller than it had been just a second ago.] ...I had four brothers. I ... have two now. And a sister. [But Sansa was an afterthought in Arya's mind, as she so often had been. She just felt awful now, for forgetting what Robb had told her, of Bran and Rickon's murders, by the hand of someone she'd trusted. And of course, she didn't even think to mention that Jon was a bastard half brother; he was much closer to her than any of the others had ever been.]
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