[L's found Sansa, and it's a testament to the shape he's in that he's broken his typical habit of not asking for help, or daring to darken the threshold of someone's door with his rather bad-luck presence.
The bad luck seems likely to continue.]
No; no I'm not well. But...
[He glances over his shoulder at the tether, the weirdly solid shadow that just continues to follow him and wait. The sweet-faced girl in front of him is the obvious choice of the two to reach for; he does so, entering her home.
Too bad the tether won't be shut out. It stands in the glow of a moon orb, quiet, shaped like a question mark just like its Sleeper.]
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The bad luck seems likely to continue.]
No; no I'm not well. But...
[He glances over his shoulder at the tether, the weirdly solid shadow that just continues to follow him and wait. The sweet-faced girl in front of him is the obvious choice of the two to reach for; he does so, entering her home.
Too bad the tether won't be shut out. It stands in the glow of a moon orb, quiet, shaped like a question mark just like its Sleeper.]