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[song_of_ice]

It would mean that what I earn will have to be split three ways. The family expenses matter more than an idle desire of mine.

[Arya, Bran, Robb and Rickon meant as much to her as they meant to him. He knew she would understand and feel the same wave of nostalgia that he did.

That it soothed her was even better.]

You do, Sansa. The strongest aren't always on the battlefield.

[turned_to_steel]

Our family is more than capable of supporting itself. Everyone can pitch in and even look after themselves. We've all been doing exactly that for so long, you don't need to take it all on yourself.

[ She nodded slowly, deciding that now wouldn't be the time to try convincing him. Maybe later when she had thought it out more. ]

Perhaps, maybe you could at least teach me about strategy?

[song_of_ice]

I don't want to ask Lord and Lady Stark to contribute. [After all of this time, a part of him still needed to prove he could succeed, despite his birth.] Robb might need his coin for something else.

[He's making excuses and he knows it.]

I could. [A smile] You want to oversee an army?

[turned_to_steel]

All right, perhaps we won't include Robb in on this but I could speak to Mother and Father. [ She nods. ] I know they would want to help, Jon.

[ Yes, he is and Sansa will have to fix things. ]

No, not like that but it would be good to know how a battle could go and predict what to do next?

[song_of_ice]

It should be my responsibility...

[But it's a weak excuse and he knows it. The tone in his voice indicates that he won't stop her or object further.]

Battles are unpredictable. [As he learned against Ramsay] Sometimes your strategies prove successful, but sometimes, it falls apart.

But I can teach you what I know. You have a level head. I think you could do well.

[turned_to_steel]

[ She barely bites back a sigh. ]

Jon, stop being stubborn and let me talk to them.

Thank you, that means a lot to me. That's all I want.

[song_of_ice]

[He nods, resigning himself silently to her wish.]

I can show you the plans I have for the farmhouse later tonight. We can decide what we want to do and how we want to run it.

[turned_to_steel]

[ See, that wasn't so hard, was it? ]

I'm working in my room right now if you want to bring the plans over to show me. Or I can come downstairs in an hour after I'm done this bit of a dress.

[song_of_ice]

I can come to you as I am nearly home.

[The day was productive at least, looking over Lucy's farmhouse and thinking about what he could do.]

You are making a new dress?

[turned_to_steel]

Then I will stay here where you can find me.

[ She smiles a bit, nodding. ]

I am. I would offer to show you but I know you find that sort of thing boring.

[song_of_ice]

It's not boring, but clothes aren't...you know better what is good.

[Remember that struggle to get him into modern clothes, Sansa?]

No one else is home?

[turned_to_steel]

I think you should give yourself more credit, Jon. I was actually proud of you when I saw what you have been wearing the last week or so.

[ It really hadn't been that part. Really. ]

Not from what I can hear.

[song_of_ice]

I don't understand fripperies. You hid everything I brought from home. I don't have much choice in what I wear, save for what you bought for me.

[Maybe it wasn't that extreme, but he could at least tease her.]

Good. [There is the sound of him opening the door.] I will be up in a minute.

[ooc: wrap?]