[He blinks in small surprise at her reaction to it. He doesn't know what dragonglass is and it's far from a professional artist's glass sculpture, that's for sure, but you can tell it's a wolf. The fact that that's good enough for Sansa has him feeling a little choked for a second. It's small and stupid and he's probably just already full of a lot of emotions and that isn't helping, but…
He nods.] No problem. I 'unno what dragonglass is, but… I turned into a dragon once so I can probably take a guess.
[It's a dark joke to himself. Being a dragon wasn't as fun as you might think, not in the aftermath anyway. He and Chloe had kind of a good time from what he remembers. Then he looks down at his feet surrounded by molten black sand as he's still a living solar flare of roiling emotion. He swallows, the question about what it was like at home causing the energy to stutter around him as it surges and he uses all his focus to keep it in.]
Last I saw home… it was being invaded. And my sister and I were about to die. [Normally, he doesn't talk about all that, but his fucks are pretty gone right now. He crouches down, bracing his elbows on his knees and clasping his hands tightly, like he's physically containing himself in an invisible box.] I never got around to… asking Hunk if everything turned out okay. I had a feeling he was brought here from farther in the future. I dunno… we just never talked about home. It hurt too much.
[He swallows thickly. There's also Keith, he could ask him… but that's harder because of their complicated… "situation." He looks up a bit, the corruption on his face not getting worse, at least. It means a lot that she came, but he's concerned he's going to harm her at this point.] …I'm sorry Al- Sansa, I… I have to go…
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He nods.] No problem. I 'unno what dragonglass is, but… I turned into a dragon once so I can probably take a guess.
[It's a dark joke to himself. Being a dragon wasn't as fun as you might think, not in the aftermath anyway. He and Chloe had kind of a good time from what he remembers. Then he looks down at his feet surrounded by molten black sand as he's still a living solar flare of roiling emotion. He swallows, the question about what it was like at home causing the energy to stutter around him as it surges and he uses all his focus to keep it in.]
Last I saw home… it was being invaded. And my sister and I were about to die. [Normally, he doesn't talk about all that, but his fucks are pretty gone right now. He crouches down, bracing his elbows on his knees and clasping his hands tightly, like he's physically containing himself in an invisible box.] I never got around to… asking Hunk if everything turned out okay. I had a feeling he was brought here from farther in the future. I dunno… we just never talked about home. It hurt too much.
[He swallows thickly. There's also Keith, he could ask him… but that's harder because of their complicated… "situation." He looks up a bit, the corruption on his face not getting worse, at least. It means a lot that she came, but he's concerned he's going to harm her at this point.] …I'm sorry Al- Sansa, I… I have to go…