[ Well. Her eyebrows raise in mild surprise; there aren't any of their world aside from Sansa, and though many had been "adopted" into her family during one of the mansion's strange periods of influence, she doesn't remember seeing the man before her during that time. Doesn't remember seeing him before at all, which makes her almost suspicious as she gets to her feet. ]
Who are you? [ Odd to call her 'khaleesi,' too, to know not only her bloodline, but of her time with the Dothraki.
It reminds her strikingly of Jorah, who had always called her that, and her expression flickers as she shoos the thought away. ]
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Who are you? [ Odd to call her 'khaleesi,' too, to know not only her bloodline, but of her time with the Dothraki.
It reminds her strikingly of Jorah, who had always called her that, and her expression flickers as she shoos the thought away. ]
Have we met before?