As you wish. But please — if you feel faint, I ask that you alert me. Hitting your head on this floor will do you no favors.

[That is the only warming Rey gets before Daenerys continues. Granted, she goes slowly, carefully and dutifully wiping the grime near her neck away before carefully moving to the wounded area between her breasts. Small, she mentally notes briefly — not that that ever mattered to her. She was a lean woman — a fighter. There was much more to be said for that, as far as Dany is concerned.

She talks her way through this — there is no way for her not to structinize, lest she cause more damage trying to wash the blood off.]

I was once married. Did I tell you?

[It is a ploy — she knows, of course, that she did not give very many details about her closer relationships. But it was the best chance to keep Rey sitting still.]

Many moons ago, when my brother was still alive.

[The introduction of Viserys into the tale helps keep Daenerys sounding detached from the whole affair.]