It doesn't surprise him, to hear of a meeting--after all, it would make sense for everyone to get together and try to hash out a battle plan, especially with what it would appear that the North would like help with. He feels a little protective of her, especially at the mention of Jon Snow, but he trusts her to make the right decisions.
"It would be my honor to," he said with an easy sort of smile. It was still only morning, yet there was a whole day of work to get through. He imagined his thoughts would continue to drift back to the coastline, to the sight of her dragons, to the smile on her face as they walked through the sand. It would be something of a comfort despite everything else.
"I will escort you back to the castle." He was certain he did not need to say it, and yet--he did not want to leave her until he must. "Then perhaps I'll wash up before the meeting. I'm afraid I might look a touch too rugged these days."
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Date: 2019-09-26 01:20 pm (UTC)"It would be my honor to," he said with an easy sort of smile. It was still only morning, yet there was a whole day of work to get through. He imagined his thoughts would continue to drift back to the coastline, to the sight of her dragons, to the smile on her face as they walked through the sand. It would be something of a comfort despite everything else.
"I will escort you back to the castle." He was certain he did not need to say it, and yet--he did not want to leave her until he must. "Then perhaps I'll wash up before the meeting. I'm afraid I might look a touch too rugged these days."
He let out a faint chuckle.