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[002 🐚 Action]

Who: Jeyne and YOU!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: S.S. Blue Fish, S.S. Iskaulit, Anywhere
When: Jan 6th

Iskaulit

[Since hearing of it from Beverly, Jeyne visited the gardens at least twice in a week. With her lessons in medicine increasing, it seemed a wise idea to test the various plants and determine what sort of use they might have. With small samples, she is able to experiment and test, all mainly with herself (as she wouldn't want to subject anyone else to this.) Some plants are recognizable or close to what she knew in her world. For the rest? It's a guessing game.

Her latest project is a sweet smelling salve. When not attempting to mix it with other plants, she rubs it gently on her wrists, smelling the aroma with a small smile.]

Blue Fish

[From one type of experimenting to another. With very few patients to treat, Jeyne has begun to occupy herself with different skills, determined to learn them and no longer be a wastrel. She practices her cooking when able, sometimes not burning the meal and slowly making something that looks nearly appetizing. She continues her lessons with Beverly in medicine, dutifully taking notes. When not with Beverly, she reads over all the information she compiled, committing it to memory and practicing in her head. There are times when she wanders to the cargo deck, toying with her bow (sans arrows), muttering to herself as she works at her aiming.

It's a bit difficult without a target or arrows, but she doesn't intend to injure anyone...even if it would help improve her medical training.]

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[There were so many thoughts racing to her head. It was no small thing to compare herself to the older woman beside her, insecure because of many factors. Her marriage to Robb had been swift and not contracted out of love in the beginning. She was young, not as...womanly as Kitty, and the lingering stigma of (possibly) being barren was still in her mind. She wasn't bold, she didn't dress as...brazenly, and she didn't bear the same confidence.

Robb had been here alone and he had lusted for another. It wasn't intentional, but it managed to unnerve her and made her wonder how precarious her situation was. Robb had died and she had resisted any thought of another man, no matter what her mother had intended. So did that mean she was easily replaceable? That any woman would do to satisfy his desires?

She shook her head, afraid to speak all of this aloud. There was no one that she could really discuss this with or trusted, which made Kitty no worse than anyone else.]

No, not really.

Let's sit. There's a bench by the wall.

[She offers a hand to her. She's not really in the practice of holding hands with, well, anyone she's not dating. But she is a tactile person and does tend to lean on that in moments of comforting others. It tends to be people she's close to, but sometimes the close is just proximity. You do it because you're the one in the room with them when they look like they need it. And she played a part in this pain however unintentional it was.]

[She appreciates the gesture, but she is not comfortable with such a familiar touch, especially while they were both in this situation. Though, she doesn't want to be rude and accepts her hand for just a moment before letting it fall when they sit.]

This is all very confusing.

It's a huge amount to take in. And I don't just mean what happened. Just being here changes the scope of the way you see the world. [It was less so for Kitty. Things like space and time travel and alternate dimensions weren't necessarily every day fare, but she was aware of them. From what she knows of Westeros it was hard to leave the lands near where they were born let alone all this.] If you weren't confused something would be very wrong.

Do you know anyone here other than Robb? I mean before you arrived.

No, not really. I knew of Lady Margaery and Lady Sansa, as well as Lord Tyrion, but I never met them until coming here. Robb was asleep when I arrived and remained that way for several weeks.

[She had been forced to figure it all out on her own, which had been difficult enough, but there were the complex emotions of trying to come to terms with Robb being dead, but suddenly being alive. As well as the pain of being separated further.]

I didn't realize that was the timing of it. I'm sorry. That's hard. There were...versions of people I knew when I arrived, but no one I actually knew. But it was also my second time in a place like this. Even with the experience it takes time to put things together and figure out a place for yourself.

It is not the first time I have been in a hostile environment and on my own. It has been no great hardship to learn my way here, but that and now...this, I don't know.

How are you feeling about it?

[Humiliated...insecure...replaceable...small...]

It isn't the sort of thing I thought that I would ever hear from Robb.

[That isn't a feeling.]

I don't think it's something you'd hear again. Not that it changes things for you now. [And not that she can be sure.]

[It is not, but her face displays all the feelings she didn't say.]

I know. But how...

[She trailed off, afraid to truly ask. How could she be so easily replaceable?]

we hardly had time to enjoy our marriage in our world. Before we could begin our lives, his ended.

I'm sorry it happened like that. This place is wrong bringing us with no choice in the matter, but it can be a second chance for some of us.

I know it can and I intend to make it a second chance.

[If she can get through this.]

I wonder what would have happened if he had said such things to a woman that was receptive.

[It did her no good to think about any of this, but that was where her mind trailed to.]

Hopefully it would have knocked him to his senses? [She says this more for her benefit. She wouldn't have begrudged Robb for moving on. There was no way to know he'd ever see Jeyne again. But moving on isn't exactly the same as drunkenly propositioning someone.] Or he would have passed out before anything came of it.

I hope so.

[She doesn't know though and doesn't want to consider it. She knows that he never thought to see her again, but it doesn't remove the sting of it all, uncontrollable and subconscious.]

I'm being ridiculous, I know I am.

You're not being ridiculous. It's possible for him to not do anything wrong in a really impossible situation and for it it to still hurt. You're feelings still matter.

I haven't really spoken to him since he told me. I don't know what to say to him.

Did you tell him how you feel? [Just so crazy it might work?]

No.

[She knows she's being childish.]

I will, but I had hoped to have a bit of time to think. It is a small thing in our world, but given the circumstances of our marriage...it's not easy to hear these things. He faced a great deal of opposition in marrying me. I worry that someday he will regret it.

If he did it over opposition then it's probably even more important to him. [Though she knows how much it hurts when someone does decide they don't want to be with you anymore.]

I hope so.

[She pulled herself back from that vulnerability, forcing a smile to her face.]

I'm sorry. I shouldn't burden you with any of this. I am being silly.

We all need someone to talk to sometimes. It can be easier with a stranger. Or with someone who already knows what happened. Today, for this, I'm both. It's not silly or a burden.

What would you do in this instance, if it were Winn that had done this?

Oh, wow. I mean, Winn isn't from back home. I met him here, but if I disappeared for awhile and then returned to find out he'd been upset and drunk and hitting on someone then I don't know. [But she looks thoughtful, trying to answer as honestly as possible.] I'd probably feel bad for him that he was hurting like that and also a little insecure and jealous about whoever he hit on. But I'd want to be with him and work through it.

I've also told him before that if we get separated that I would want him to find happiness and love again. But that's a lot easier to say without thinking about returning to find him actually doing it. And you guys never had a reason to have that kind of talk and you're different people in a different place in your relationship with different circumstances.

At least I know I am not being completely irrational. [Even though she knew that she'd have to move on from this soon. It was in the past. Kitty had the right of it, Robb had been lonely and drunk. Could she really fault him for missing her?]

Thank you. [For the advice and for listening.] I should probably return to my room. I'm sorry for the response I gave you.

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