Oh, why did I have to mention Ser Robar? Sansa thought. His uncle had originated that tactic, Jon knew. The first time they had done it, she fearedthat they meant to kill each other, but it was only sport. He had insisted on a hammock being slung up for him in the Psychology Reference Room.
He remained a unique citizen, endowed with his own personality and ancient, often quaint notions. The dagger was not as sharp as it might have been. And even that, they would do? Yes. Just let him be.
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