She'd done enough work for the inkeeper that they were willing to let Robb stay while he healed, taking payment after in coin, or in further work from either Arya herself or him, depending on what he was planning to do, what resources they managed to glean for him. She was almost grateful for his question, something to focus on while she tried to wrestle her emotions back under control.
"...Syrio. He... held off the Lannister's men long enough for me to escape into the city. I hid in Flea Bottom, pretended to be one of the urchins, was waiting for the searches at the gates to die down, until Yoren found me in the square when..." A small grimace a shake of her head as something cold and hard flickered in her expression before fleeing again. "He smuggled me out with a batch of Night's Watch recruits, pretended I was one of them."
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Date: 2015-03-28 09:20 pm (UTC)"...Syrio. He... held off the Lannister's men long enough for me to escape into the city. I hid in Flea Bottom, pretended to be one of the urchins, was waiting for the searches at the gates to die down, until Yoren found me in the square when..." A small grimace a shake of her head as something cold and hard flickered in her expression before fleeing again. "He smuggled me out with a batch of Night's Watch recruits, pretended I was one of them."