[ his expression is serious. she's given him something genuine, and he doesn't know what to do with it. sometimes. sometimes is more than he'd have answered, if he'd been asked this morning when he woke up.
words fail him, as they so often do. one wonders what sort of politician robb might make, when he is all action and hardly any talk at all. in so many ways, he is better suited to hocky, to sports, things that don't require public speaking skills.
but the important thing is that robb can't think of what to say in response, so he leans in and kisses her. it's softer and sweeter and more tender than it has any right to be. and later, later robb will remember this when she's gone away. once robb stark pinned asha greyjoy against his kitchen counter and kissed her so very sweetly whie a saxaphone played in the background.
this was a moment that had weight, even if in the morning they both might decide to pretend otherwise. ]
you bet
words fail him, as they so often do. one wonders what sort of politician robb might make, when he is all action and hardly any talk at all. in so many ways, he is better suited to hocky, to sports, things that don't require public speaking skills.
but the important thing is that robb can't think of what to say in response, so he leans in and kisses her. it's softer and sweeter and more tender than it has any right to be. and later, later robb will remember this when she's gone away. once robb stark pinned asha greyjoy against his kitchen counter and kissed her so very sweetly whie a saxaphone played in the background.
this was a moment that had weight, even if in the morning they both might decide to pretend otherwise. ]