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[baetiful]

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[illuminescent]

Well, they are most comforting as friends!

[Because they're more like her in terms of knowledge than they are like those who come from this land.]

But, this is not a productive line of discussion. And so: I must insist that you have my support, on measures of increased health and safety, at your discretion, my lord.

[baetiful]

I do appreciate your kindly offer. And should there ever come a time when I have need of it, I will certainly call on your aid. Is this all you wished to discuss, Your Grace?

[illuminescent]

Unless you have a matter to bring up?

[baetiful]

[ He shakes his head and rises to his feet to see her out. ]

Only that you be careful, sweetling. When it comes to those of us from Westeros, there are some dangerous sorts. As more and more of us keep porting in, I fear you may start to be swept up in personal family wars and politics.

[illuminescent]

Ah, of course.

Thank you for your care, Lord Baelish. I should be so hard pressed to find someone as considerate of my safety. Please.

Do not hesitate should you need things, and I will certainly take care, sir.

[She stands and takes his arm, carefully, but she's smiling softly the whole time.]