Back home would have been easy enough to understand, and empathize with. But it's the here that makes Margaery falter, ever so slightly, only noticeable where her eyes widen and her lips tremble. It's cruel enough to think that love is something torn from a rifter's grasp when they leave someone behind, but to have hope, for a while, only to be separated again is unimaginable.

She's never regarded Holden as particularly strong, but there's a renewed sense of respect in her eyes as she murmurs, "I'm truly sorry." And she tries not to think about how distraught she would be if it was her grandmother, or her brother, or her father-

"Would it be painful for you to speak of her, if I asked you questions?"