They do fear us. They know we acquired too much power and if they didn't pretend to be our allies - our friends - (our lovers) they would never be able to hurt us.

(The color drains from her face; she hadn't thought she would meet someone who was in a similar position.)

I have met many who disagree with me.

(But it's not easy to see their point of view. She can't forgive those who betrayed her; she can't not be angry. All of her dreams - all of her accomplishments - were undone with that one dagger.

Daenerys is surprised into a small smile at his offer - or, rather, her offer returned.)

I could always use more from someone like you. (She isn't desperate. She isn't so lonely she could scream. She doesn't feel guilty all the time. Or maybe all of those are true and she doesn't mind walking in the shadows instead of standing in the light.)