(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?

Comments

[decisiveconquest]

How have you avoided it this far? It should be easy to tell if you have a fever.

I can help you make soup or stew when we meet.

[circumitus]

Can't even be burned by fire. Fevers are usually neither here nor there when you're a walking power reactor. That includes not being affected by conventional illnesses.

[huff] Of course, this is probably not fucking conventional...

[decisiveconquest]

(Is it rude to ask if someone is human? Probably. Daenerys is going to avoid it.)

I am concerned for you. (Her maternal side is rearing its head, which is actually a nice distraction from...everything else.) Do you live alone?

[circumitus]

[It might be rude if Rey actually considered herself human, but nah.]

...

Kind of?

[Does vagrancy count as "living alone"?]

[decisiveconquest]

What does that mean? (Use your words, Rey.)

[circumitus]

[Words are hard!]

Never bothered to settle down at any of the places here. Don't sleep a lot, or keep that much stuff. Didn't seem necessary to take up space.

[So she just kind of invades other people's at her own leisure instead! Because that's so much more productive.]