(Noctis is a nice man, so he gets a friendly head butt. Sansa gives a weak smile, her hands crossed before her.)
I should consider it an honor. She was a good friend in her own way.
(She guides them to the poor, motionless sheep. The little pygmy goat takes his leave, chasing after a new adventure. There are plenty to find around Dali's temple and this isn't comfortable for him.
Sansa kneels down and gently readjusts the flowers woven around the sheep's neck. It's a nice farewell, she thinks.)
:D
I should consider it an honor. She was a good friend in her own way.
(She guides them to the poor, motionless sheep. The little pygmy goat takes his leave, chasing after a new adventure. There are plenty to find around Dali's temple and this isn't comfortable for him.
Sansa kneels down and gently readjusts the flowers woven around the sheep's neck. It's a nice farewell, she thinks.)