[ She has already permitted him to put his arm about her shoulders, and so Dany does something she has not tried since she was a little girl in need of a pillow, tipping her head lightly onto his shoulder. The movement is not fitting, but she tires of being regal. Why must she be a queen alone in his presence, when she has already allowed him to see her unfettered?

His armor does not serve as a very comfortable resting place, and so she doesn't lean; only savors the closeness. ]

His memories must be your solace, when no one else is near to remind you.

[ The love of a brother is a gift she will never have, an embrace she has never truly felt (Viserys had fed her, true, but he had never so much as held her when she was afraid). Still, she feels she would carry her ghosts with her, if ever she felt truly lost. ]

What do you admire now, that you shunned before? [ She's truly curious what he favors so much, that cannot be found in Asgard. ] Tell me that.