[his eyes are watering, which is strange--he hadn't been able to cry when--he hadn't been able to cry back home. he smiles back at her.]
Sansa, I--[he doesn't really need anything. well, a sword, and better clothes would be nice--wait.] The implant? I don't understand.
[there is a soft glow between them. he looks down. there are lights shining...beneath their shirts? he frowns.]
Are you--are we--glowing?
[at least it doesn't look like they're fire..? his tired mind, trying to make sense of it, is drawn to his friend tony, the stark from a different world...he'd had a light in his chest. he'd had an explanation, but still. perhaps stark blood simply glows on earth.]
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Sansa, I--[he doesn't really need anything. well, a sword, and better clothes would be nice--wait.] The implant? I don't understand.
[there is a soft glow between them. he looks down. there are lights shining...beneath their shirts? he frowns.]
Are you--are we--glowing?
[at least it doesn't look like they're fire..? his tired mind, trying to make sense of it, is drawn to his friend tony, the stark from a different world...he'd had a light in his chest. he'd had an explanation, but still. perhaps stark blood simply glows on earth.]