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[sansa_stark]

Sansa Stark is sitting by the fireplace, doodling idly in a notebook. Sometimes she sneaks a glance at the creature sitting across from her - a robot, glowing blue drink in hand, who goes by the name Terrorsaur.

They've exchanged a few words, and only that. Sansa doesn't want to break her brain by talking to a creature so beyond her understanding. Terrorsaur is busy drinking. They've really got nothing to say to each other.

But they both look kind of bored. Maybe they've got something to say to you?

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