[Yes. He wants to speak to Maester Aemon or Davos, to hear their council and advice. He feels adrift and unable to stand on solid ground. The influx of family meant that he had to actively consider what should or shouldn't be told. It made him feel like a liar, just as he had with the Free Folk. He needed someone to tell him he was doing what was right or to grab him by the shoulders and shake him...
...but deep down, he knew he had to do this alone.]
Thank you for letting me stay.
[He means that genuinely. His eyes take in the simplicity of Jorah's flat. The bearskin rug earning a small smirk before disappearing once more. It didn't matter whether Jon was the first to stay here or not. He needed somewhere to rest and to hide away until these shadows were gone.]
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[Yes. He wants to speak to Maester Aemon or Davos, to hear their council and advice. He feels adrift and unable to stand on solid ground. The influx of family meant that he had to actively consider what should or shouldn't be told. It made him feel like a liar, just as he had with the Free Folk. He needed someone to tell him he was doing what was right or to grab him by the shoulders and shake him...
...but deep down, he knew he had to do this alone.]
Thank you for letting me stay.
[He means that genuinely. His eyes take in the simplicity of Jorah's flat. The bearskin rug earning a small smirk before disappearing once more. It didn't matter whether Jon was the first to stay here or not. He needed somewhere to rest and to hide away until these shadows were gone.]
Have you not seen anyone from your past?
[Please not the Lord Commander.]