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[steeledskin]

Who: Sansa Stark and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: Come find her on the Blue Fish!
When: Today!

[ the first time nyssa al ghul misses their weekly appointment, sansa chalks it up to circumstance. something came up; she must be a busy woman, and cannot be in all places at all times. but then a second week goes by with no notice, and when sansa attempts to reach her on nyssa's frequency, all she gets is static. then, dead air.

it takes her a few days to talk herself into addressing the fleet at large, but reasons that should anything have happened to her friend -- well, someone ought to know. so a solemn-faced young woman with copper roots showing flickers onto the communications devices. ]

Nyssa al Ghul hasn't answered any messages -- not for some time, I don't think. [ she swallows. her mouth feels dry. like she can guess the reason already, but refuses to believe it. her words are suffused with worry and sadness. ] I-is she well? Has something happened to her? It might be the crew of the Red Fish have some knowledge of where she is. Please, has anyone spoken to her of late? Seen her?

[ today, she wears the gold bracelets and the intricate hair-pins nyssa once gifted to her. sansa tries to persuade herself she's not wearing them in memory of a lost friend. ]

Comments

[bryces_pup]

Furs? [Her tone's wistful and longing. Oh, she does miss furs.] Now that's an exceptional friend there. I envy her ability to acquire such things.

[steeledskin]

I suppose -- [ she hesitates. she isn't certain she's committed to such kindness. and yet: ] If you wanted, you could borrow one.

[bryces_pup]

[The hesitation isn't lost on Riona. And it really was not the conclusion she wanted Sansa to draw. A twang of guilt hits her for letting her nostalgia and homesickness get the better of her, and now she feels like a fool.]

Oh no no no, please. Those are yours. Forgive me, I let myself get a little too nostalgic. Furs are everywhere back home, and I... admit to some homesickness lately. [So much inward cringing right now.] But your offer is still very kind, thank you.

[steeledskin]

When Nyssa brought me these furs, it made me so unbearably happy. [ carefully, like she's testing out the way a good act feels. ] Why shouldn't I share that happiness?

[bryces_pup]

[There's an honest moment of slightly wide-eyed worrying as to how to proceed. On the one hand, she really fears coming across as crass and accepting something so freely, especially something she doesn't need and was never intended to be given away. It doesn't feel right to take what was given as a gift. On the other, to keep refusing would be rude.

A part of her wishes her mother were here so she can turn to her for guidance, like she once did. Eleanor always seemed to know just how to proceed and get out of any social tangle.

Riona takes a sip of her tea to buy her more time to collect her thoughts and compose her expression.]

That would be above and beyond gracious of you. If you wish to share that joy, then I would gratefully accept. I would return yours as soon as I find some of my own. And share when I do, of course. [A pause, and then a sly smile.] One can never have to many furs, after all.

[steeledskin]

[ she isn't blind to riona's worry. but she makes a point not to draw too much attention to whatever inner battle rages within the other woman. it wouldn't be polite. and it wouldn't be fair. instead, she waits. she sips her tea. and she rouses her attention again only when riona chooses to speak. ]

We have an agreement, you and I. [ the smallest smile. ] Thank you.