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[Tyrion has looked better, truth be told. His mis-matched eyes were distant, sad, and a little red-rimmed. Winn's bottle of wine was open at his elbow, half empty, but it appeared that he had slowed down his consumption from the last time people saw him endulge.

Voice quiet, but steady, he spoke directly into the camera.]

For those who have, or have not been paying attention ... Daenyrs Stormborn Targaryan has gone home. Drogon, I believe, has gone with her.

[With that, he clicks off the feed. Fzzzzzt. Silence.]

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Please, like I need more people getting in my way when I train. The rest of you can stay lazy. [Kisses Winn back and then drops down to give to give Tyrion a quick but tight hug before she's up again.]

It's not a the clown room is it?

It's not that we are lazy ... it is that we are saving our mental energy to be brilliant. [Is Tyrion's firm reply, after he takes his hug.]

If it is a room that has to do with a clown, I will be forced to beat you with a ... empty wine bottle, Winn.

If there's anything clown related it's her fault -

[ but winn, you got the room yes, okay! but she's the one who keeps bringing it up! ]

That is a bold and groundless accusation, sir. I just hope he doesn't have to drink a whole bottle of wine so he can beat you with the bottle. [As if she'd ever let that happen.]

I detest those painted things. If I see a single clown, I am going to make Winn eat it. [Tyrion stated with mock firmness in his tone.]

Maybe there's something to this wandering all over the hotel plan -

[ wow, he doesn't like hanging out with both of you, you're mean! ]

Big place. We could get a lot of wandering done. Wandering marathon. [She slips her hand into Winn's as they walk.]

Can one wander around here and drink at the same time? If one can, then I am in. [Is Tyrion's firm statement.]

[ instantly giving kitty's hand a little squeeze. ]

I don't see why not - it's the karaoking that would be a struggle.

[ he shrugs ] Let's give the room a try - it's this one. [ he unlocks it, praying that there are no clowns in sight - there shouldn't be he just grabbed one of the music rooms! - and not just because they creep him out. ]

Of course we're going to try your room. [She didn't mean for her banter to get sided against him, but that is how it worked out.] It's nice. [See, upbeat, positive. Everyone can be cheered up.]

Oh ... well done, Winn. There are no clowns and there are many of those comfortable sofa objects to lie upon. Very nicely done.

[Tyrion lifted his bottle to salute him, before taking a long drink.]

[ he doesn't really mind the banter being directed at him, it's more the threatening nature of the banter that's less his cup of tea. ]

You guys need to trust me a little more. [ he smiles with a shrug and puts down the equipment, plugging it in. ]

[She heads over to flop on the bed because it's her favorite thing to do anytime there's a new hotel room.] With my heart. [Is that conducive to helping Tyrion through the loss of the woman he...had a crush on? Loved? Was starting something with? She's not entirely sure what is most apt, not that she's likely to say any of them aloud.]

So, drinking and karaoke is the plan?

[Winn, Tyrion is halfway to drunk. Any commentary is likely to be litered with drunken threats. Take none of them seriously, he can't even lift a sword right now.

He visibly flinches at Kitty's words, takes another swig and puts on a bright smile for both of them.] That is the plan. And food ... at some point. I shall need to soak up this liquor.

[See? He's trying.]

[ he tries to shrug them off but tyrion has an edge about him that knocks winn off balance. he never knows exactly what to take seriously. and the fact that he was(?) interested in kitty, well, it makes them feel a little likelier, you know? ]

Good thinking - [ finger snap and finger point at tyrion ] I'll call room service before we're too drunk to remember the number, any particular requests?

[She notices the flinch even with the smile chaser. The three of them together has such a weird chemistry, she's not entirely sure what to do with herself. Though she sits up on the bed instead of staying flopped. She's also going to be avoiding the alcohol. Maybe they won't notice she isn't drinking and maybe things will smooth out with the activity.

She's better at hugging and talking through a thing than providing distractions. Or maybe this just isn't her kind of distraction? When she's avoiding feeling something she throws herself into work or training—completely exhausts herself. The only time she went with copious amounts of alcohol to deal was when she found out Piotr had killed her. But this isn't about how she deals. It's about what Tyrion needs and she's still feeling that out while trying not to leave Winn in a weird place because she wants him to trust her with his heart too.]

Space nachos. [Safe contribution?]

[Tyrion has climbed up on one of the sofas, his backpack of wine next to him. He is about to take another swig, before he frowns faintly at Kitty. His mismatched eyes narrowing, he says one thing very suspiciously.]

... space nachos?

Space nachos and space fries. [ he nods and places the order, adding space popcorn and space sandwiches into the mix. it's healthy eating for them tonight! also leaving kitty to explain to tyrion because explaining food always makes him sad and homesick. ]

Nachos are a sturdy chip made from grain covered in melted cheese and meat and veggies and sour cream. Or not. Toppings vary. Maybe no meat. [Her thinking about the way Winn stopped eating meat after Sascha's attack.] And also, I don't know what they have in space that's like that thus, "space nachos". [Why so suspicious, Tyrion?]

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