[ Robb really just needs a bit of help, even if he has too much pride to ask for it. Too much of his father in him (and too much of his father’s life and death looming large in his mind). He’s trying to be his father in many respects and that is, perhaps, a mistake that might cost him in the future. Something that no one has thought to tell him before now. His bannermen respected and loved his father, after all. Why should they tell his son not to imitate him or follow in his footsteps?
Robb is still looking a little lost in thought when she puts on a semi-passable imitation of him and he bursts out laughing. Beyond the occasional smile, it’s the first real outpouring of good humor from him since they’ve started talking. Perhaps he shouldn’t be making a jest of his own family’s motto, but if one can’t laugh at one’s self, what can one laugh it?
Honestly, it feels good.
It takes him a moment to reply when it does, it comes off the end of a low sigh. ]
It’s… really not what I imagined or thought my wedding would be like. I can’t imagine you thought you would be getting married again. Or three times.
[ Possibly not the best subject to bring up, but no one is really listening in on them right now. ]
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Date: 2016-10-11 07:07 pm (UTC)Robb is still looking a little lost in thought when she puts on a semi-passable imitation of him and he bursts out laughing. Beyond the occasional smile, it’s the first real outpouring of good humor from him since they’ve started talking. Perhaps he shouldn’t be making a jest of his own family’s motto, but if one can’t laugh at one’s self, what can one laugh it?
Honestly, it feels good.
It takes him a moment to reply when it does, it comes off the end of a low sigh. ]
It’s… really not what I imagined or thought my wedding would be like. I can’t imagine you thought you would be getting married again. Or three times.
[ Possibly not the best subject to bring up, but no one is really listening in on them right now. ]
…no offense intended.