[ He winces at her answer, wishing that he felt like that kind of man. His fingers tighten in her hair for a second as he purses his lips, his expression pained. ]
I don't think I deserve you.
[ He didn't think he deserved Debra, either. Or Isabelle. But it rings just as true with Sansa, such an innocent, delicate being, that has been hurt so much in the past. He wants to give her the care she needs, but his hands have blood all over them. ]
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I don't think I deserve you.
[ He didn't think he deserved Debra, either. Or Isabelle. But it rings just as true with Sansa, such an innocent, delicate being, that has been hurt so much in the past. He wants to give her the care she needs, but his hands have blood all over them. ]