[Henry smiles reflexively at Nymeria, one hand coming up to pat her nose.
He turns the smile towards Arya, and it softens, just a little.]
No. [He sticks one hand in his pocket, waddling his way into the room as he does so. He pulls out a few packets, beaten around the edges, but sealed.] I brought hot chocolate. Do you want some?
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He turns the smile towards Arya, and it softens, just a little.]
No. [He sticks one hand in his pocket, waddling his way into the room as he does so. He pulls out a few packets, beaten around the edges, but sealed.] I brought hot chocolate. Do you want some?