[ When the feed begins, only the side of a boy's face can be seen; blue eye wide but drowsy from lack of sleep, pale skin, and a peek of a mess of auburn hair. He looks young, but weathered. His attention isn't on the camera, though, and when he speaks, it's to address someone else entirely. ]
That isn't yours. [ The camera jostles as he reaches
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It's probably no big deal - he's just as hungry as the rest of us, probably, so like... I dunno, offer to fix a wagon wheel sometime if they get mad? Most people are really friendly.
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There are other wolves here? [ If he looks surprised, it's because he is. The whole situation is a bit surreal, after all. Not to mention there's the fact she's addressing him from the thing on his wrist. So, he'll focus on that as she gets a decent view of Grey Wind's nose. ] Are you... trapped in there?
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A pleasure, Lady Buffy. I am Robb of House Stark, King in the North. [ A pause and a polite smile. ] Might I ask for the name of who you spoke with?
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Um - I didn't get his name, actually. But he was pretty overwhelmed. He kinda... looked like you, though? A little bit?
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The description get a fond smile out of him. ] Jon Snow, my half-brother.
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Ooh! Well, that would explain the resemblance, then. With the curly hair and rugged burly manness that most people haven't seen in... Probably centuries.
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Aye, we've our lord father in common. [ Robb missed Socializing 101, if it isn't obvious by now. ] Have you family here?
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Lord father? [ That sounds weirdly religious. ]
Um -- not exactly. We're not related by blood, but he's pretty much the biggest father figure I've had in... ever. His name's Giles. He's very British and cleans his glasses a lot. Can't miss him.
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British?
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Uh-huh? Of England. Some places call it Britain still? Scones, tea... That kinda th---I'm... guessing you have just about as much of an idea of what I'm talking about as the reverse.
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You would be correct. That's rather... strange.
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