[ There are no words. Truly. She's only staring, but it's like she's looking through him to the Jon from her past, desperately trying to connect this horrible news with how he talks about there being an after... He says that there are only two of them now, as if they survived. But he died. But he doesn't look like a wight. But he—
She's waiting for more, mouth left slightly ajar, the shock and confusion too overpowering for any sign of grief or empathy to wriggle free just yet. Just what is he saying? If he's not a wight, then why isn't he dead? Should she be crying, grieving the death of her last and final sibling? Should she be yelling, that he brought it on himself if any of what he says is true? Should she even believe him? ]
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She's waiting for more, mouth left slightly ajar, the shock and confusion too overpowering for any sign of grief or empathy to wriggle free just yet. Just what is he saying? If he's not a wight, then why isn't he dead? Should she be crying, grieving the death of her last and final sibling? Should she be yelling, that he brought it on himself if any of what he says is true? Should she even believe him? ]