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“We can and we will, I will see to it. You don’t have to worry anymore, Sansa. I’m getting you out of this mess, as a sister should do”

A low blow from the younger sister to the older, Sansa thought; but if it was an attempt on Arya’s part to call her to her senses, it was well-timed, and appropriate. “I’m sorry I was so foul to you, Arya,” she said, suddenly embracing the smaller girl with a sniffle.

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“I’ll help you pack, we’re leaving tonight.”

get this girl outta here | accepting

Arya was right, but the idea of fleeing King's Landing still terrified Sansa. She was supposed to be the older one; it should have been her taking care of Arya now that Father was dead, but grief had struck the older Stark daughter so hard that she could do no more than follow along. "Do you really think we can get out?"

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“Does that have to involve standing behind my chair and trying to intimidate anyone who says a word to me?”