[ He almost laughs when he gets this text. This is the worst time. Everything's about to blow up. And getting a friendly text at a moment like this -
Still. He doesn't want to ignore it. Even though everything is probably about to blow up. And how the hell does he answer that question? But in the back of his head, he can't help but think of Petyr Baelish as maybe useful, and so it's against his instincts to not answer. ]
text;
Still. He doesn't want to ignore it. Even though everything is probably about to blow up. And how the hell does he answer that question? But in the back of his head, he can't help but think of Petyr Baelish as maybe useful, and so it's against his instincts to not answer. ]
Things are busy. You?