[ Again, his hand finds her cheek, the tips of his fingers brushing her hair. ]
Time is the means by which that might be had. Cut a flower down and it will still take some time for the roots to fade away. You're given me so much already, but — just this one last thing, please.
[ Catelyn had always been beautiful. The last memory of her that sits within his chest is watching her fade away through the back window of a car, standing tall and proud as ever, red hair loose about her shoulders, smiling just as brightly as she had when she'd been young. (The last time he'd seen her had been to collect her application to the Estate himself. In the end, he hadn't had the heart to talk her out of it. Perhaps that had been selfish, on his part, but it's too late to change that now. Do you know, he had wondered, as his car had pulled further and further away, do you know how much I loved you?)
That beauty sits in every line of Sansa's face, but more and more, the girl steps out of her Original's shadow. And he loves her all the more for it.
When he speaks again, his voice is barely a whisper. ]
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[ Again, his hand finds her cheek, the tips of his fingers brushing her hair. ]
Time is the means by which that might be had. Cut a flower down and it will still take some time for the roots to fade away. You're given me so much already, but — just this one last thing, please.
[ Catelyn had always been beautiful. The last memory of her that sits within his chest is watching her fade away through the back window of a car, standing tall and proud as ever, red hair loose about her shoulders, smiling just as brightly as she had when she'd been young. (The last time he'd seen her had been to collect her application to the Estate himself. In the end, he hadn't had the heart to talk her out of it. Perhaps that had been selfish, on his part, but it's too late to change that now. Do you know, he had wondered, as his car had pulled further and further away, do you know how much I loved you?)
That beauty sits in every line of Sansa's face, but more and more, the girl steps out of her Original's shadow. And he loves her all the more for it.
When he speaks again, his voice is barely a whisper. ]
May I kiss you?