seeking knowledge [open]

[theladyofwinterfell]

WHO: Sansa Stark
WHAT: Settling in
WHEN: 11 Harvestmere - the end of the month
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: Feel free to find her around in another place that her log text doesn't mention, just let me know. Some implied mention of abuse/sexual assault in the Tyrion-Sansa thread but nothing explicit.

Sansa has settled into this place, so much as one can settle into a place where she's dropped from the sky. It's not a terrible one, really, and once she'd been brought to the keep called Skyhold, she'd felt a little better about things. She spends quite a lot of time in the keep. There's great libraries full of books and papers and letters and all of them have information about the place she's landed herself in; Sansa spends most of her days educating herself on the place she's wound up and reads for hours and hours until her eyes are tired and the candles have burned low.

The nights are a bit different. She has stuck close to Lord Tyrion since he's the only person she knows from Westeros, and they have found lodging close to one another. It makes her feel a bit safer, all told, and she just wants to keep close to him for the time being. If he minds it, he hasn't said anything to her, and she's happy to go on as they have.

Currently, she's curled up in a chair in one corner of the keep, one of the journals in her hands. She's trying to learn all about the politics of this place but the names and places keep running together and she doesn't know if she'll ever keep them straight. She wants, desperately, to learn them so she feels like she has a purpose but she knows it won't happen in just a few weeks or even a few moons.

"You have to be patient, Sansa," she mutters, diving back into her work.

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[aceso]

"Oh? This must have been a shock, seeing people so different from yourself." Christine had never seen a Qunari before arriving at Haven as part of the Inquisition's recruited force of mages, and that had been quite the sight.

"Do you have any other questions about this world for me?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

"So, so many," Sansa admits, her cheeks rising up with a bit of a blush at the sheer number of questions she honestly has. She cannot burden Christine with all of them, that would be cruel.

"I couldn't keep you, though. What if I simply wrote a list and gave you a few at a time?"

[aceso]

"Well, that is an idea," she says with a chuckle. "And that way you could keep adding to your list as new questions come to mind. I would be happy to go through them all to help you grow accustomed to this place." At least Sansa realizes that as accommodating as Christine wishes to be, she can't spend all day every day answering questions. Christine had a hard enough time answering the spirit of Faith's questions when it began communicating with her. Thankfully the spirit has come to understand enough of the world to not have constant questions anymore.