[ It must be quite rude, she realizes, that she would come into the temple and not pay her respects to the god who rules over this domain. So when Tyr makes himself known, Sansa rises with a flicker of scarlet at her throat, a bit embarrassed. She had seen him but--
Well, it's not like she knows what a god should look like.
She gives a low curtsy. ]
Your Grace. I...am still contemplating, to be certain. There is much that is rather unknown to me here.
[ Too much seems a bit lost on her, though she they are trying to protect her and her home. To that end, they have explained how she will be bound to a house. The very fate of her world, that its leaf may wither and fall... And it hinges upon her life and the lives of those who have come here from the Seven Kingdoms. ]
I wanted to see if I felt I would...fit in here.
[ Diplomacy. Loyalty. These are what ring most true to her. Sansa knows, however, that she belongs in the North helping her people. Guiding them, leading them. Ensuring their safety. Is that not the heart of diplomacy? ]
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Well, it's not like she knows what a god should look like.
She gives a low curtsy. ]
Your Grace. I...am still contemplating, to be certain. There is much that is rather unknown to me here.
[ Too much seems a bit lost on her, though she they are trying to protect her and her home. To that end, they have explained how she will be bound to a house. The very fate of her world, that its leaf may wither and fall... And it hinges upon her life and the lives of those who have come here from the Seven Kingdoms. ]
I wanted to see if I felt I would...fit in here.
[ Diplomacy. Loyalty. These are what ring most true to her. Sansa knows, however, that she belongs in the North helping her people. Guiding them, leading them. Ensuring their safety. Is that not the heart of diplomacy? ]