066 - [Voice]
[There's a marked difference in Jaime's voice. It is nothing very pronounced - he is as cold and hard as steel plated in gold, after all, as he always is - but there is definitely something darker there. This is not just a mask he wears; it's a full suit of armour.]
Whatever is this queer little thing?
Cersei, have you se - sweet sister?
[He laughs, bright and brilliant, but there's a brittle, wondering edge to it. Metal clinks as he rises and crosses the floor.]
What in hells?
Whatever is this queer little thing?
Cersei, have you se - sweet sister?
[He laughs, bright and brilliant, but there's a brittle, wondering edge to it. Metal clinks as he rises and crosses the floor.]
What in hells?