5TH BATTLE ; VIDEO

[robb]

[ the feed clicks open and there is robb, looking a tad worn and disgruntled. he's just come back from being gray and colour - colour is a shot of relief -- like the feeling of sweet summerwine down your throat. he barely remembers anything. only the war, and arya disappearing and then nothing.

he's always figured it was part of some promise to return them. that the next time he would open his eyes - he'd be on the battlefield, or the eyrie or winterfell. somewhere familiar - but he isn't. he's still here.

his voice is perhaps, hoarser then. the after effect of not having spoken for what feels like a near month. he's glad the bracelet is with him again, as is grey wind. ]

I had thought the gods kind enough to deliver me out of their service. It seems they place me back.

[ a beat. ]

Is S- Alayne Stone still of this realm?

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[robb]

Aye. Near a month. It seems I've missed the first snow of winter.

Are you new to this realm, milady?

[guardianjoker]

Wow, that's quite some time—

You're right though. I am new here, it's been just over a week since I arrived.

[robb]

[ just been over a week? robb realises that it's been quite a bit of time for him - so offers kindness. ]

Have you been settling well?

[guardianjoker]

I'm settling in as well as I can be, I guess despite how weird this is to adjust to.

[robb]

[ it's refreshing to hear a perspective on this that isn't so wrapped in anger. ]

Your words are kind, milady.

[guardianjoker]

Kind? You think so?

[robb]

Most turn to anger when they speak of the Gods. Your approach is different.

[guardianjoker]

Oh, well I'm not thrilled that I was brought here but being angry isn't going to speed up the process of getting home either.

[robb]

Listening to them has not sped that up as well. Mayhaps, we are caught at a fork in the road.

[guardianjoker]

With how long I've heard that people have been here— it sounds like we are.