[ When she nestles close, Baby smiles, wrapping an arm around her and bringing her closer, still loose enough to give her an exit if she so wishes. He drops his nose to her hair, smelling flowers and it's so nice, the quiet, the ease, the comfort of being back in his own body, of being able to hold Sansa, of being able to use his words again.
He's never been good at using them, but after this latest experience, he's going to cherish them even more than before.
When she mentions Clary, though, Baby raises an eyebrow. ]
I didn't know Clary was into mermaids. Or that the two of you were friends.
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He's never been good at using them, but after this latest experience, he's going to cherish them even more than before.
When she mentions Clary, though, Baby raises an eyebrow. ]
I didn't know Clary was into mermaids. Or that the two of you were friends.
[ Not actually surprising, though. ]