[for Sansa]
Lucy liked to think that she was a practical girl. Mostly, she was. When her sister had said she was pregnant, Lucy had worked to move past her worries, and to be there for her sister as family should. To put her own selfish feelings aside, and to be happy.
Yet still, she worried. She wondered what it would be like once there was a baby. Which was how she found herself looking for Arya that day. She wasn't in the house, but she came upon Sansa, playing with Eddara. Lucy smiled, and made her way over to the woman who was now almost a sister, who was family. "Is it hard?" She asked without preamble. "With a baby, here?"
Yet still, she worried. She wondered what it would be like once there was a baby. Which was how she found herself looking for Arya that day. She wasn't in the house, but she came upon Sansa, playing with Eddara. Lucy smiled, and made her way over to the woman who was now almost a sister, who was family. "Is it hard?" She asked without preamble. "With a baby, here?"