Yes, but I don't know who. Why wouldn't they just give it to me?
[She stops dead when she sees Grey Wind beside him. She knew that he'd been brought here, but hadn't seen him in person until now. A tumultuous mix of feelings tumble through her. She's immensely jealous: Robb has his wolf here, but she's still missing hers. The amount of times she's just felt lost, would do anything for Nymeria to look up to her with her calming yellow eyes, let Arya cuddle into her, make her feel like everything would be okay. But at the same time, Grey Wind had arrived at the same time that Arya found Needle in her room. And as much as she missed Nymeria, she was so glad to have her sword, her connection to Jon. Maybe they'd been brought the things that would help them most in the battles that were sure to come. And as much as she wanted Nymeria there, would she trade Needle for her? She didn't know. She didn't want to have to be faced with that choice.
Needle's hanging from her belt right now. She'd forgotten that Robb didn't know that she had a sword. Seeing his younger sister with both a sword and a battle helm ... she was ready to stand her ground, she wouldn't let him take them from her.
Arya moves towards Grey Wind, holds out a hand for him to sniff. She hopes he remembers her. It was so long ago that they were all at Winterfell together.]
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[She stops dead when she sees Grey Wind beside him. She knew that he'd been brought here, but hadn't seen him in person until now. A tumultuous mix of feelings tumble through her. She's immensely jealous: Robb has his wolf here, but she's still missing hers. The amount of times she's just felt lost, would do anything for Nymeria to look up to her with her calming yellow eyes, let Arya cuddle into her, make her feel like everything would be okay. But at the same time, Grey Wind had arrived at the same time that Arya found Needle in her room. And as much as she missed Nymeria, she was so glad to have her sword, her connection to Jon. Maybe they'd been brought the things that would help them most in the battles that were sure to come. And as much as she wanted Nymeria there, would she trade Needle for her? She didn't know. She didn't want to have to be faced with that choice.
Needle's hanging from her belt right now. She'd forgotten that Robb didn't know that she had a sword. Seeing his younger sister with both a sword and a battle helm ... she was ready to stand her ground, she wouldn't let him take them from her.
Arya moves towards Grey Wind, holds out a hand for him to sniff. She hopes he remembers her. It was so long ago that they were all at Winterfell together.]