[L doesn't pay much mind to fancy outfits, for himself or others. Even he couldn't really resist buying the imps little hats.
He's traveling far lighter today, though. Wearing only a coat sewn by Sansa over some simple working-class clothes, he looks like his typical pale and disheveled self when he arrives, a little short on both food and sleep.
Lycka glides ahead of him to announce his presence as he steps into the front all, kicking his bony bare feet out of his stiff steel-toed leather boots.
He glances around to see if Sansa has been waiting. If he doesn't see her immediately, he tentatively approaches the hall. In all their time living together he's never entered her room without an explicit invitation.]
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He's traveling far lighter today, though. Wearing only a coat sewn by Sansa over some simple working-class clothes, he looks like his typical pale and disheveled self when he arrives, a little short on both food and sleep.
Lycka glides ahead of him to announce his presence as he steps into the front all, kicking his bony bare feet out of his stiff steel-toed leather boots.
He glances around to see if Sansa has been waiting. If he doesn't see her immediately, he tentatively approaches the hall. In all their time living together he's never entered her room without an explicit invitation.]