I know. [ he doesn't, but he can imagine. hopes his sympathy will bring her some sliver of comfort. ] But you have to be strong, Khaleesi.
[ without moving her too much, jorah somehow manages to get a rough thumb to her cheek. then he gently moves it back and fourth, wiping the tears from her eyes as best he can before the healer arrives. it would not do for anyone else to see her cry, especially not ser barristan, who is the first to arrive at their queen's side, a look of pure loathing on his face at the sight of the other knight. for the most part, jorah ignores him, fixes his gaze on the healer instead, growling for him to hurry up. ]
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[ without moving her too much, jorah somehow manages to get a rough thumb to her cheek. then he gently moves it back and fourth, wiping the tears from her eyes as best he can before the healer arrives. it would not do for anyone else to see her cry, especially not ser barristan, who is the first to arrive at their queen's side, a look of pure loathing on his face at the sight of the other knight. for the most part, jorah ignores him, fixes his gaze on the healer instead, growling for him to hurry up. ]