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They had months to make up for. Stark felt like it had been a lifetime - the brash boy-king she'd known before had grown into the man standing in front of her, uncertainty making him fret over the choices before him. Before he could have moved with confidence, let the cards lay as they would. In this he couldn't - not when it meant that Tambourine and Octavia were at risk. "You've noticed the tension," He didn't wait for her confirmation - she wasn't an idiot and he wasn't going to pretend that she couldn't tell what was happening around her. 

"There was....something that happened between Harlyn, Octavia, and the kids. Octavia thought that Tambourine was hurt, apparently it had to do with Harlyn's injury and one of her kids went after Tambourine - got his neck. She thought he was dead." He didn't really know what had happened but he needed to know exactly what had happened and if he could figure it out he might be able to get things under control. He sighed softly, shaking his coat out. 

"She's talking about leaving. About us leaving." He sighed it out, the tension clear in his body. "It wasn't supposed to be like this - and I don't know what to do. It's like I'm going against her trying to talk to Harlyn but I don't want to just leave. And I don't want to abandon her either."