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[_kinginthenorth]

Robb lies on Johnny's bed, curled on his side, one arm draped around Grey Wind's neck. The wolf had been annoyed with him for a minute, because he'd pulled a little too hard at the fur of his ruff, but it didn't take a partly-empathic direwolf to figure out something was bothering Robb that would be helped best by snuggling against something silent

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[sosyermom]

Johnny opens the door. It sucks that he can't even enjoy the Yankees victory.

It was too much. Too soon. What the hell was he thinking?

He should just tell Robb to forget it. That he's sorry. That he shouldn't have.

If Robb's even awake. He eyes the boy and wolf, looking for signs of life.

[_kinginthenorth]

Grey Wind looks up at him when he enters, thwapping Robb with his tail as if to say get up now. Robb pushes himself up onto an elbow, looking at him awkwardly. "...Hey."

[sosyermom]

Johnny looks back at him, pursing his lips. "Hey." He shifts from one foot to the other. "I hate to sound like an old punk song, but...should I stay or should I go now?"

[_kinginthenorth]

Robb looks him over, gnawing nervously on his bottom lip, and scoots off to the side to make room. "You can stay."