[Luckily her fall is broken, caught in the arms of a woman whose robs are velvet soft, and well tailored. Her face is covered by a mask, though her lips are pursed in concern.
She'll only hold on to Sansa for as long as it takes for her to right herself.]
It's alright. I won't let you fall.
[She tries to keep her voice low and soft, to not startle the stranger she's caught.]
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She'll only hold on to Sansa for as long as it takes for her to right herself.]
It's alright. I won't let you fall.
[She tries to keep her voice low and soft, to not startle the stranger she's caught.]