[ It's taking a little convincing of herself that approaching Petyr Baelish (or, indeed, anyone) is the best course of action. It would be shameful to wait for him to come to her, only to discover then the value in his assistance. Letting a little thing like pride get in the way of true healing is petty, but so often Daenerys is used to having at least one other voice is debate these things with. She's already asked Jorah for his help, when he can help. It's time for another.

She leaves a voice mail, recognising it as a more direct course of action than written missive. ]

When an angered dragon lands in the heart of a city and only one man dies as a result, some would call it a miracle. This isn't, however, an age of miracles. His name was Daniel Fischer, and he left behind a de facto partner and her two children.

[ She's been doing some review, then, and her tone tightens with her empathy. She smooths it out again when she asks, then, direct; ]

What can be done for them?