[ her mouth is too dry. silent, and unseen on her side of the conversation, she reaches for her empty tea mug. hooks it on one finger while she types. ]
I cannot decide whether it'd be better off left as an unknown, or whether perhaps some piece of future expertise might help. I'll speak with Stark's son. He may...
[ the text stops. then: ] I dreamed of home, Winter. I remember it so well.
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I cannot decide whether it'd be better off left as an unknown, or whether perhaps some piece of future expertise might help. I'll speak with Stark's son. He may...
[ the text stops. then: ] I dreamed of home, Winter. I remember it so well.