Tyrion's smile tilted at the corners, as he considered just what Sansa might have been embroidering, "These days I have started to expect that she is going to start embroidering the seats of my trousers. Still, she has a beautiful hand with the needle ... so it is an excellent trade-off to be so turned out."
He frowned a little as the baby kicked the elven woman - Pel? Pel - so hard she had to shift. "Are you certain you wouldn't like me to drive for awhile? That cannot be comfortable." Again that sly smile, "Especially if that baby kicks us off the side of the road."
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He frowned a little as the baby kicked the elven woman - Pel? Pel - so hard she had to shift. "Are you certain you wouldn't like me to drive for awhile? That cannot be comfortable." Again that sly smile, "Especially if that baby kicks us off the side of the road."