Arya stops herself for a second, and wrinkles her forehead - she sounds a bit like Joffrey. She reminds herself that she shouldn't let anyone who lives in that house to behave in a way that rubs off on her. She clarifies herself, mostly for her own benefit.
"It's just as you can."
Arya allows herself to be pulled inside, and Nymeria pads along. The wolf hops up onto Stiles' bed once she's in and settles down for a well-earned after dinner nap.
She notices Stiles looking around, and sits down on a rug on the floor.
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Arya stops herself for a second, and wrinkles her forehead - she sounds a bit like Joffrey. She reminds herself that she shouldn't let anyone who lives in that house to behave in a way that rubs off on her. She clarifies herself, mostly for her own benefit.
"It's just as you can."
Arya allows herself to be pulled inside, and Nymeria pads along. The wolf hops up onto Stiles' bed once she's in and settles down for a well-earned after dinner nap.
She notices Stiles looking around, and sits down on a rug on the floor.
"Who're you looking for if there's no one here?"