driftfleet ♪ IC Contact: Year Two

[save_the_souls]

"You've reached Allen Walker. I'm not around, please leave a message!"

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[save_the_souls]

Ah...

[That...yeah he gets the comrade part, but the rest]

That sounds like a complicated dilemma....

[Is there a person he can punch?? He's much better at punching than politics]

[summerschild]

[He really should just go punch King Bob. It wouldn't solve any problems, but it would be nice.]

Politics often are.

[save_the_souls]

Mm....I usually try to stay out of them.

[But still, clearly Bran and his sister need help. And that what matters to Allen]

What can I do to help?

[summerschild]

Can we get room for more crew?

[It's a hesitant, shy suggestion. He still feels terribly new and small on this ship.]

I haven't asked Sansa yet, but I do hope she wouldn't mind. I want her to be here, where we can protect her.

[save_the_souls]

Ah...

[He rubs the back of his neck. It's not that he's against getting more crew.]

Why don't you try asking her first, hm? Women don't like it when you simply decide things for them.

[summerschild]

Oh. Of course.

[He turns a little red, imagining what his mother might say about the matter.]

I'll ask her. She's on the Huntress.

[save_the_souls]

[YEAH YEAH don't anger the womenfolk Bran they can make your life a living hell]

Tell me what she says, alright?

[summerschild]

I will.

[After they finish emotionally devastating each other with secrets from home,]