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[wolfinthesnow]

[He knows why. He knows why because she was with Robb and - well, he won't say anything else on that.]

This place surprises us all. Welcome to the Tranquility, Lady Stark.

[A terse pause.]

Robb is here as well.

[catelynstark]

[Relief quickly mixes with apprehension. The knowledge of her eldest son's presence is comforting, but the thought that he could be in danger...]

Where is he? Is he safe?

[wolfinthesnow]

As safe as most. Safer than many.

[Jon would not let anyone harm him, even if they got past the "bannermen" that Robb has surrounded himself with.]

And Bran.

[catelynstark]

[There is silence, and she allows a small flame of hope to enter her heart before she quickly smothers it.

When she speaks again, her voice is hoarse.] This is not a time for cruel japes.

[wolfinthesnow]

[Oh, that pierces him a little, but now it's easier, to get the bearing of Lord Commander, instead of the bearing of a boy who is small and just wants love.]

It is no jape. Theon Greyjoy did not kill them. They fled, instead, north, with Hodor.

[catelynstark]

[It is almost involuntary, the way Catelyn steps forward and moves to grip his arm. There's no use fighting it -- the hope flares back up, caution be damned.]

Do you speak true, Jon Snow? [She sucks in a breath, and it almost sounds like a sob.] Bran and Rickon are alive?

[wolfinthesnow]

I would not jest about such a matter.

[He's staring at her hand, but he knows the feeling, the hope, dead, reborn.]

[catelynstark]

[Her other hand rises up to cover her mouth, and if she has always kept herself guarded in the presence of Jon, that is not the case now.

Robb is here. And Bran. Her sweet Bran.]

Take me to them. [There is a pause as she realizes she is still holding on to his arm. She lets go, clearing her throat as she moves away from him.] If it please you.

[wolfinthesnow]

Aye, we'll find them, Lady Stark.

[catelynstark]

[She grants him a small smile, genuine although strained.]

It is much appreciated, Jon Snow.