[ Tyrion is about to scold Jaime for lying to him. It’s obvious he’s hurt somewhat, although he doesn’t know the extend for now. He will need to be looked at — looked after — by someone but for now it seems okay. ]
You don’t need to be hurt at all for me to care for you. [ His voice is quiet, as if they were surrounded by hundreds of listening ears and he wants their conversation to be just for them. Tyrion dips his head, eyes looking down at red patches on Jaime that he knows isn’t the material. ]
You’re bleeding, brother. Can you stand?
[ Now, Tyrion wants to get him help. Jaime’s alive for now, and Tyrion wants to make sure he’s alive for years to come. ]
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You don’t need to be hurt at all for me to care for you. [ His voice is quiet, as if they were surrounded by hundreds of listening ears and he wants their conversation to be just for them. Tyrion dips his head, eyes looking down at red patches on Jaime that he knows isn’t the material. ]
You’re bleeding, brother. Can you stand?
[ Now, Tyrion wants to get him help. Jaime’s alive for now, and Tyrion wants to make sure he’s alive for years to come. ]