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[needsnoheadsman]

Hello, you've reached--[sounds of fumbling and muttering before Robb's voice comes in:] Robb Stark--leave a message after the beep.

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[Video]

[needsnoheadsman]

Grey Wind does the same thing often enough, he'll come along with me. [And he'll behave too.]

No, we haven't. [He's beginning to see the bright side to that brief second childhood, and grins a little at Merlin.] Mayhaps we should remedy that soon. Where do you want to meet?

[Video]

[dragonspeak]

The park? There's plenty of space for Aithusa and Grey Wind to roam, and it's more peaceful than other parts of the city.

[More like home, essentially. The recent curse had brought a bout of homesickness that Merlin hadn't anticipated.]

[Video]

[needsnoheadsman]

[There's a bitter ache that comes with the homesickness, for Robb. He doesn't have a home to go back to--he's dead, and Winterfell is a burned and blackened shell. He hides that ache well enough, though, and gives a nod in reply.]

I'll meet you there, then. When should I expect to see you?

[Video]

[dragonspeak]

[Merlin turns to look at the clock off-screen.]

How about in half an hour? I'm just about done here at the hospital.