Of course. I could never forget the faces of my father and mother...especially when she's scolding. Save for holidays I do not get to see them often back home either...so while it is anything but ideal, I'm somewhat used to remembering them from memory, letters and photographs.
[She feels a little upset by the knowledge, but she knows there was no ill intent behind it. She's mostly just embarrassed to hear that so many people know now. The blanket is pulled up a little tighter around her chin.]
One her age should not have to feel sadness, I agree, but the unfortunate reality is that many children experience terrible sadness far too young. I wish it weren't the case.
[He nods, even though she cannot see it in the darkness.]
I'll take my leave then, good night Vanessa.
[Standing he moves to leave, stepping out of the room quietly. While getting on his coat and readying himself to head home, he pauses, only to pluck a single gardenia flower from an arrangement - secret love - to sneak back in while she was sound asleep to set it on the end of her bed. She would find it come morning, surely, and would probably yell at him for it, but he couldn't help himself.
With that he let himself out, hurrying home to his sister who was surely waiting for him.]
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You can...sit...
[She gestures towards the foot of the bed.]
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Do you still remember your parents' faces? [She asks, quietly.] After all this time spent here away from them?
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I can't remember my older brother's face, but I remember his voice. He had blond hair like my mother, Fred and Elliot. Like yours.
[Her voice trails off as sleep starts to wash over her.]
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...Edward? Did you tell anyone else that I'd died?
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Lady Stark was especially saddened by your passing.
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[She feels a little upset by the knowledge, but she knows there was no ill intent behind it. She's mostly just embarrassed to hear that so many people know now. The blanket is pulled up a little tighter around her chin.]
...She's too young to feel so sad.
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[He lets her words sit for a moment.]
One her age should not have to feel sadness, I agree, but the unfortunate reality is that many children experience terrible sadness far too young. I wish it weren't the case.
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[Another, quieter yawn.]
What about Lizzie?
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[Her eyes are closed, her words slurring together more.]
I'm all right now. Go on.
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I'll take my leave then, good night Vanessa.
[Standing he moves to leave, stepping out of the room quietly. While getting on his coat and readying himself to head home, he pauses, only to pluck a single gardenia flower from an arrangement - secret love - to sneak back in while she was sound asleep to set it on the end of her bed. She would find it come morning, surely, and would probably yell at him for it, but he couldn't help himself.
With that he let himself out, hurrying home to his sister who was surely waiting for him.]