(Video; UN: motherofdragons)

[decisiveconquest]

(A familiar face, perhaps? Drogon is bigger than he was before, much too big to perch on her shoulder and his expressions are easier to see. Can a Dragon be worried? He certainly looks it, his low growls rumbling, unsure, at his mother's side.)

I feel like I saw this place in a dream. (The sensation of rain pouring down, blurring the lines of the buildings and washing the ash from her clothes forces her to breathe.) Is this what awaits everyone? Are these the Night Lands?

(She glances at Drogon, his eyes flaring fire bright.)

I must be alive. Unless you have learned how to fly far indeed! (Bending down, breaking herself out of her frozen state, she caresses her boy's scaly cheek.)

Does anyone recognize us?

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[aslongasthereislight]

[He looks sadly to the video as she explains the hatchlings and how only one survived.]

I'm sorry for your losses. It sounds like you've lost a lot. [Husband and dragons and maybe her own life. that was a lot.]

[decisiveconquest]

(There were more losses than that - losses that included her sanity. Daenerys is trying to understand where she went wrong and the only answer she can cobble together is she trusted the wrong people.)

Too much. (The grief overwhelmed her and now she feels like she is waking from a long and awful nightmare.) I'm sorry, I didn't ask your name? I'm Daenerys Targaryen.

[aslongasthereislight]

[Trust is a tricky thing.]

I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself. I'm Poe. Poe Dameron. It's a pleasure to meet you Daenerys.

[decisiveconquest]

You seem at ease, Mister Dameron. What about Prismatica has allowed you to be so? (Is it something that will allow her to retain her sanity?)

[aslongasthereislight]

I suppose I lucked out and found some of my friends here. Not to mention that this place is like a second chance for some people. Those who have died or are fighting a war all have another chance to be something here. And honestly, it's a good break from the war. That isn't saying I don't want to go home, but while I'm here, I might as well take it as a second chance at things.

[He said it all easy enough, completely believing in it.]

[decisiveconquest]

My situation is different. I would find no comfort in seeing a familiar face. It's better if I'm alone. (The voices inside of her are powerful enough - demanding enough; she doesn't need the looks of horror from her fellow Westerosi countrymen and women.)

[aslongasthereislight]

Friends or not, it still sounds like this might be a second chance for you. Something to allow you to live out time here a different way? Make new friends. There's no reason you have to be alone here. Try something different.

[decisiveconquest]

Where do you suggest I start? I can't demand others to befriend me.

(She actually might have tried that before Jon silenced her for good.)

Are you offering me your aid?