"My brothers-" She looks at nothing, because to focus on something would make her really think about where she is. "Jon is not really my brother, and the rest of them are dead." That is twice that she's brought it up, now, and she's unable to stop the way it sinks her heart down to her stomach. "All of them, so I am alone." She flexes her hand, rubbing that scar again because she cannot help it.
"But yes, perhaps someone I know." She says it sweetly, because she is not going to make Peeta think of her as a victim - to show weakness is to invite hurts, and Sansa has become very good at donning her armor made of pleasantries.
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Date: 2012-11-12 01:47 am (UTC)From:"But yes, perhaps someone I know." She says it sweetly, because she is not going to make Peeta think of her as a victim - to show weakness is to invite hurts, and Sansa has become very good at donning her armor made of pleasantries.