Incredulous look is met with one that agrees without mirroring it, eyes crinkled at the corners and smile mild. They speak of wounding things, but things that have been given time to heal or to scar, variously. That, and Daenerys knows that as far as her own stories go, this is merely the phantom that heralds the rest.

She suspects the same of Arthur. The past catching up to someone is always a story in itself.

Perhaps the rest can wait for a pilates session.

"I suppose so," Daenerys agrees, on that note. "But I can't imagine that revelations as to your lineage likewise came as a courtesy. I've had a long time to get used to the idea."