[ Does she know he has a history of always getting lost? Ouch, it seems everyone either knows or presumes that. Either way, he leans over and shouts down over the distance and rush of heavy wingbeats. ]
It's okay! I have Tim, he's always good at this sort of thing! [ The only reason he doesn't get lost all the time, both because of Tim being the shape his omen took here, and everything Timcanpy was before.
But even from such a distance, perhaps because he's no longer quite so hung up on the immediate concern for the dragon or being flusteredly breathtaken about dragonknighting... his eyes finally snag on the little raven in her arms. And he recalls her omen, the white raven.
Oh my god he's stupid. ]
Wait! That bird -- ! [ Ah! Before! No, it was definitely the same one!
He is actually good at putting two and two together, even after he's been really distracted from noticing what was right under his nose the whole time. ]
That was you?! [ He's almost comically startled by that realization.
Unfortunately for the both of them, dragons and the speed of dragonflight do not particularly care or are meant for sustaining human conversations. So it ends up shouted behind him as the grey ghost gets the height it needs and wheels then, in a strong and swift line deeper inland.
But Sansa!!! You better believe he's going to be asking about that later!!! ]
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It's okay! I have Tim, he's always good at this sort of thing! [ The only reason he doesn't get lost all the time, both because of Tim being the shape his omen took here, and everything Timcanpy was before.
But even from such a distance, perhaps because he's no longer quite so hung up on the immediate concern for the dragon or being flusteredly breathtaken about dragonknighting... his eyes finally snag on the little raven in her arms. And he recalls her omen, the white raven.
Oh my god he's stupid. ]
Wait! That bird -- ! [ Ah! Before! No, it was definitely the same one!
He is actually good at putting two and two together, even after he's been really distracted from noticing what was right under his nose the whole time. ]
That was you?! [ He's almost comically startled by that realization.
Unfortunately for the both of them, dragons and the speed of dragonflight do not particularly care or are meant for sustaining human conversations. So it ends up shouted behind him as the grey ghost gets the height it needs and wheels then, in a strong and swift line deeper inland.
But Sansa!!! You better believe he's going to be asking about that later!!! ]