[When they pull apart finally, Arya is looking over her with confusion... and with eyes that are very obviously no longer blind. Arya is not crying, but it's not because she doesn't love Sansa. She does. It's because Arya is harder now, in so many ways. And also because something is clearly not right, she can tell. Not simply with her sister's hair. The last she saw Sansa, she looked... older. And there are other things. Slight difference that are hard to parse. Her hand goes up to her sister's face, touching a cheek, head tilting like a curious dog, and as though she might be able to work out the problem just by willing it with her touch.]
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