“They haven’t told me much either.” Robb smiles a little and finally reaches out to wrap his arms around her and pulls her in a short hug. He is glad that she is here but worried for the war they’ve left behind. “A few days ago. I just...woke up upon that ship.” And it had sailed through air. “While I remember preparing to storm the Crag...”

But it helps that his family is here. It makes him able to slowly let go of what he has left behind and it definitely makes him a little less strained and troubled.

“Father is here. They have take him from his grave and blew life back inside of him.” It sounds like some sort of story Old Nan would tell. “And Sansa and Arya. And Bran as well.” And their even more dead aunt Lyanna and he better not mention Jon. “Everyone...”

Robb’s smile changes into a warm and fond one.