Even Brienne realized the utter futility of keeping a vigil on the popcorn room in case one of the handful of people she wanted to see should emerge from that state of being. Which wasn't to say she wouldn't, if she had to. After all, they were all gone, all those to whom she was bound by duty. Lady Katelyn. Sansa Stark. Ser Jaime Lannister,
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"I'd be hard-pressed to think of anything I didn't need help with. Not that I mean to impose," he hastened to clarify. "I'm just ... lost. Really, really lost."
He gave her a self-deprecating little smile. "Also, I'm Dr. Simon Tam. Very very happy to meet you."
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Some more respectable than others. Sparklypoo? That one just had to be a joke.
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He omitted the part about having been covered in butter. That was far too embarrassing, and he didn't think that he should inflict it on Brienne. She'd be embarrassed on his behalf, he suspected.
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She let an awkward moment pass before she asked, "What is Serenity?"
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Might as well come out with it. "A spaceship, actually." He offered a crooked smile, hoping this wouldn't go over too badly. Earth-that-was, River had said. We're too early for space travel.
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Her companion's talk of space ships had her frowning, trying to picture it. There were other people here who had mentioned similar things, but she couldn't help thinking of a normal Westerosi sailing ship gliding through the air, which didn't particularly seem practical.
"That's... interesting about the spaceship," she said. "I can imagine this was something of a shock, and probably wasn't where you were expecting to journey."
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He shoved his hands in his pockets. Today he'd eschewed the eye-poppingly bright blue robe River found for him, and opted for the relatively normal clothes she'd given him to wear under said robe: woolen slacks, an unobjectionable dress shirt of mediocre quality; the closest approximation to what he might have worn elsewhere. No vest, though. He felt almost naked without a vest, honestly.
"It's a nice day out," he volunteered. "Would you mind walking with me a little? It's nice to talk to someone who can speak in complete sentences."
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"I understand that," she answered. "I am a lot safer here than I was back home, but at the same time it's... odd... not to have to keep looking over your shoulder every moment. I've been here a while and I'm still not really used to the idea of relaxing completely."
At his question, she nodded, flashing him another quick smile. "I'd like that," she said sincerely. "It is a nice day." She started off in a random direction. She was finding that she was enjoying his company as well.
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It's odd not to have to keep looking over your shoulder every moment, she'd said. He wondered what had made her that wary, and that closed. What had shut away the Brienne so fleetingly revealed by a quick smile.
"You weren't a fugitive too, were you?" he asked curiously. "I'm sorry if I'm prying. You don't have to answer that."
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"What were you running from?" she asked quietly, mostly because she didn't want to think about poor Podric anymore, and also because she genuinely did want to know.
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