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For Sansa

[theneedle]

[Honestly? There is still a lot to work through. They've all been through a lot, through so much since the last time they saw each other. It taking time, to slowly get the details of what happened to each of her siblings. Some being harder to talk about than others, understandably.

So it's hardly a surprise that sometimes information might come slowly, from comments here and there that help fill in the gaps, so to speak. It's a work in progress, really. Even if Arya thinks she gets the basics, some of which she heard even across the sea.

Really, it's taken a long time, but the Stark children, the sisters in particular, are finally taking on board what Ned used to try tell them. That they were stronger together. That they could fight and hate each other all they wanted, but at the end of the day, they were family. They were siblings and that would never change.

Arya knocks on Sansa's door. The door that used to be their parent's room. She's still adjusting to that, not going to Sansa's old room to find her sister.]

Sansa?

[Because, yes, Sansa may be the Lady of Winterfell now. But she's still Sansa. Still her sister, who Arya remembers flicking dinner at from across the table and all.]