tomorrow smells of less decay

[toivory]

WHO: The Eldest Stark Siblings. Maybe Dad.
WHAT:  Sansa's checking in on Robb after Jeyne's disappearance. And the whole Eponine debacle. 
WHEN: Early December
WHERE: Wherever Robb happens to be living. 
WARNINGS: TBA.

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"Robb, let me in!" Sansa's arms are laden with bags and a large box, but she shifts her pile on to her hip so that she can knock on her brother's door. "It's Sansa, and I've brought food." She also had brought some wine, some new clothes for Robb and the pile of clothing she'd found in front of his old dome. 

Hopefully he'd let her in shortly, but she was prepared to wait for her brother as long as she needed. And for as long as he needed. Finding he'd lost his wife once was hard. Twice was worse.

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[toivory]

"It is." She agrees, leaning back in the chair she'd taken. "Nothing in life is really ever fair. I'm glad you had the extra time with her. That's more than most get." She was extremely lucky that her family was here, including those that rose from the dead to be here.

"And that's what I know I'll have to tell myself when the time comes that I must return home. When Theon returns. You, father. But I can't dwell on that."

[kingnamedstark]

That was true. Not all could have a second chance. What troubled him was that so much time was spent repairing the damage he had done with Eponine. There was at least no lingering resentment. They had said what they needed to. But it still frustrated him that he had to go to her dome and then found that she wasn't there.

"Will we even remember what happened here?"

[toivory]

"I... don't know. None of us have left and returned that I know of to let us know. I like to think we will. And so I'm enjoying it to the fullest." Much like their father was, for instance.

Not that she was going to say that out-loud. She was just going to think it.

And have a drink of wine.