[He looks at Irriella, masters his distaste. If nothing else, he's grown used to her enough that he can do that -- and it's true enough that she's been a great help.]
People don't eat each other. It's not our custom.
Would you eat Lady Mother's enemy? Not the head, but the rest of her, as long as it's safe for you to do it.
You can't do it here; you'll have to do it where the others can't see you. They won't like to see it. But you can share it with Jeyne's friends if you're willing.
[Having to say this makes him feel as tired as anything else has this night. He opens a message to Dany again:]
cw Game of Thrones (seriously, apologies in advance, don't read this)
People don't eat each other. It's not our custom.
Would you eat Lady Mother's enemy? Not the head, but the rest of her, as long as it's safe for you to do it.
You can't do it here; you'll have to do it where the others can't see you. They won't like to see it. But you can share it with Jeyne's friends if you're willing.
[Having to say this makes him feel as tired as anything else has this night. He opens a message to Dany again:]
I want somewhere dark and quiet.