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He loves flying. [Literally, that is the answer to everything. That is the explanation and the answer from Poe.] He's a pilot from our world, one of the best, and he loves flying. There's a certain freedom with it, and it's something I enjoyed, but..I wouldn't ask to be turned into anything. [Because that's just weird..

Were her eyes playing tricks on her or...]

..What is that? [She points to the small creature that's on Dany's shoulder.]

Good, at least someone here is. [A pause as she thinks about it.] I'm...fine? I think? I mean, the snow is great, and I've enjoyed the night's sky, but I should start going back to what I was doing before.

Ah. ( A hint of understanding sparks in her eyes, and lightens the harder lines of her expression, which no longer appears so neutral, but warmer. ) That's a sentiment I happen to share, though I am no pilot. Some of my ancestors wrongly believed they could turn themselves into dragons. One actually died in the attempt to do it.

And I know nothing of whoever performed the magic, but that sort of power always comes with a price in my experience.

( Dany glances back at the little dragon, and the look on her face softens. ) One of my dragons: Viserion. He was returned to me in the labyrinth of ice.

It isn't terribly here. Were my people not left behind to face a great evil alone, I would not mind making my home in this world.

Yes it is, and I understand that, too. ( Her brows knit together. ) Back on the desert world you spoke of before, or something else?

Flying? You enjoy flying? [Which is strange to hear from someone who doesn't have a ship. But then she mentions dragons, which make her think of Hiccup. Did she ride on dragons? That's....incredible.] It allows you so much freedom, like you could go anywhere. [There's a faint hint of a smile on her face as she speaks about it.]

In my experience, nothing is ever given freely; magic, food, anything. I know who cast the spell, and I have faith the price wasn't high....for Poe's sake.

[Oh...wow, such a tiny, tiny thing.] I didn't think dragons could be so small. We don't have dragons in my world, other beasts yes, but nothing like a dragon.

Something else. Something that I was doing before I was dragged here. It involved finding someone and returning something that was theirs. [A slight pause as she thinks over all the reasons why she wanted to return to Jakku.] There's no reason for me to return to that planet

I come from a line of dragonlords. ( Which is to say: of course. ) I'd thought freedom was the absence of chains, the presence of choice and free will. It is, but — well, you seem to understand. I felt as if I could go anywhere in the world the first time I climbed atop Drogon's back.

For your friend's sake, I hope that's indeed the case. And you're correct: nothing is. But then, one's life need not always be the cost for food. Though in my world and I'm sure many others, it often is.

( There's movement in the next room behind Dany, and an echo of a man's voice: "Who are you talking to? Tell her the dragon will get much bigger." That causes her expression to turn more tender, and she inclines her head. )

He's only a hatchling now, but he'll be much, much larger in time. What manner of beasts are there out among the stars?

I understand that, too. We were to face a great evil, a horde of the dead led by an abomination. In the songs, it's apparently happened once before; they called it 'The Long Night.' Does one simply walk through the gate in order to return? I'd assumed it would not be so straightforward as that.

Wow. I've never heard of such a thing before, it's amazing, truly it is. But, I understand. You have the ability to go anywhere you want. Nothing holding you back. No chains or anything to drag you down. You feel light and wonder how you've survived with those chains on you for so long.

I don't know anymore. His business is his own. I won't interfere. [As frustrating as that can be.]

Oh, are you...busy? [She certainly hopes Dany didn't respond while she was doing something else.] I'd assume he'd grow only bigger. Not sure how much bigger, but bigger nonetheless.

[And there's only one beast that comes to mind.] Rathtars, they're big creatures that have tendrils and that eat anything in it's path---anything.

No, not through a gate. I wouldn't return something through a gate, but where I was before, I was on my way to find someone. Someone very important and give him back something that was also very important....to fight against someone else. Or, I'm hoping it would be someone else.

[It's a young man with dark, curly hair half pulled-back, dark eyes, and a deep, Northern-accented voice.]

She's not busy: it's only me. I'm her intended. Sorry for the interruption. She'll tell you, there's nothing else like her dragons where we come from.

[She blinks suddenly seeing someone else. Well...this was a first for her. Two people for the same conversation.]

No, no it's fine. I was taken aback, I thought I had inconvenienced her in some fashion... [And by 'intended' she's guessing he's meant to be with Dany..and possibly royal too. This certainly is a first, meeting two royals. Well, Leia does count, but she's Leia, the General. There's no comparison to her.]

So far, there's nothing like dragons from my world.

But...they don't eat anything and everything...do they?

We reside together, as we are to be married. Rey, this is my king, Jon Snow. In our country, he was chosen by his people to rule the North.

My love, this is Rey. She and I met at the feast last month. Her home resides on another world, out among the stars.

[He looks interested, and his face is friendly.]

Which stars? Our stars? [Meaning those of Westeros. Would she know which star she came from? And what would she call it, if even the shape of the stars was different for different men in the North?] Can't be these stars, or you wouldn't be here, Rey.

I'll leave it to Daenerys to tell you more of her dragons. She's raised them; I've only met them.

Congratulations...to both of you. [A little out of her element, but she can handle it. There's a nod of her head, showing respect and showing that yes...she is Rey. Just, please don't call her a lady, that was weird.] A pleasure to meet you, Sir.

I don't really have a place to call home, but I did reside on a planet called Jakku. [Semantics, really.]

It's only one of a few hundreds, if not thousands of planets. But it's a planet from my world--universe if I really think about it.

Edited (so sorry for the edits T^T) 2017-12-06 05:48 (UTC)

And you. [There's no indication that she is a lady, and since Dany has met her before, he thinks Rey would have been introduced as such if she were.] You have our thanks.

What is Jakku like? Before I left my home as a boy, I wasn't sure I could call it one. I am a bastard; it was my father's home. But I missed it once I couldn't return to it.

Thanks? For what? [Was it for turning off that weird box?]

It was a dessert, Sir. Very little life grew there, and there were days when it felt as though you were breathing in the sun itself. It wasn't my home, it was a place where I lived and waited for any family to return.

[A bastard meets an orphan.]

For your congratulations. It's only been a few weeks since we decided to marry, though I have to admit I'd had it in my head for a while before that.

[The rest of what she says gives him a moment's pause, and is touching, in its way. He had become an orphan when his father died, but before that, he had given up all claim to family outside of the brotherhood. He speaks with curiosity and sympathy.]

Your family left you there? It must have been hard.

Oh, of course. My apologies, my mind got away from me for a moment. Are you planning to wed here? Or wait until you're able to go back to your world?

[There's a pause as she debates about opening up...they have something in common, but she doesn't want pity. The very last thing she needs is pity.]

Yes, they did. I don't remember why they did...but I was left there when I was a child. I worked as a scavenger--someone who collected parts of ships, old abandoned ships, to see what parts we could find. Some were worth more than others, and the parts that we could get to work again were more valuable. Traded in parts for food and water. Same thing, everyday.

[She speaks softly and calmly, like it's not a big deal. Somewhat a slave, just a different name.]

We haven't discussed it much. There or here... there are those I'd like to be present. My two sisters and a brother. I'd thought Arya and Bran were dead, but they live.

Someone kept you there on Jakku, while you were waiting?

[The fact that he doesn't like this idea is visible on his face. He wasn't a slave in the Watch, but he had been a boy who had never had as many choices as some others might, and they had dwindled until he'd felt like he'd had only one.]

They might have fed you whether you found anything or no.

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