I know- I know, logically- but for years I blamed myself. I was a Thirteen-year-old girl, alone in a pit of lions. They killed the whole household, Jon. Even Septa Mordane- she gave her life for me. I never got to thank her...
[Sansa moves to the nearest comfy space to occupy, sitting on it with her legs tucked under herself. She gestures for Jon to join her.]
I’m rebuilding the crypts, in time. Giving them the statues they deserve, so we can always see them. [she doesn’t tell him she’s giving Theon a statue. Or a posthumous knighthood.]
None of their bodies were reclaimed. [And for the best.]
Jon... I think if she were alive... mother would have apologized for how she treated you. I think she would be proud of you. I just want you to know that.
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Thirteen-year-old girl, alone in a pit of lions. They killed the whole household, Jon. Even Septa Mordane- she gave her life for me. I never got to thank her...
[Sansa moves to the nearest comfy space to occupy, sitting on it with her legs tucked under herself. She gestures for Jon to join her.]
I’m rebuilding the crypts, in time. Giving them the statues they deserve, so we can always see them. [she doesn’t tell him she’s giving Theon a statue. Or a posthumous knighthood.]
None of their bodies were reclaimed. [And for the best.]
Jon... I think if she were alive... mother would have apologized for how she treated you. I think she would be proud of you. I just want you to know that.