[ her expression stays level, even as her eyes widen, trying to keep up with what he is saying — Holland, Puffskeins... the words could just as well be made up, for all the sense they make.
she offers a somewhat helpless smile, apologetic, as though it's her fault for not keeping up. ] No, ser, the fields sound lovely. [ still, as he bows his head, she responds with bending her knees slightly, head tilted down. ]
Sansa, of House Stark. It is good to meet you, Newt.
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she offers a somewhat helpless smile, apologetic, as though it's her fault for not keeping up. ] No, ser, the fields sound lovely. [ still, as he bows his head, she responds with bending her knees slightly, head tilted down. ]
Sansa, of House Stark. It is good to meet you, Newt.