[ jeyne smiles a bit, her forehead barely brushing his as she wets her lips, (ever a habit), and purses them. she glances up again--then down once more. ]

It's embarassing. The last time I went to a function was..well, it was a really long time ago.And I had these shoes. They just looked like something I wanted to say I could pull off, so I wore them.

[ something ripples across her face, her brows furrowing. ]

I tripped in them. In front of everyone. By then our family had nothing worth keeping to anyone. It felt like the last straw.
So-- I..put them in my closet. Said I'd never wear them again because I wasn't supposed to, obviously. It wasn't major news, and everyone forgot about it--but I didn't.

[she forces a quick smile because she doesn't want to sound awkward.]

Yet I didn't throw them away.

[she glances up at him with a wry smile,
rolling her eyes at herself. ]

I figured they'd just give me more bad luck but I loved those shoes. So I kept them around. I didn't have anyone to help me stay upright with them back then.

[ she leans in, smiling into his shoulder ]

I'm wearing them right now, Robb. And I haven't fallen once. What do you think of that? I never thought I'd wear these again. I think you make me a little bit lucky, what do you think? I haven’t fallen down yet, but here’s fingers crossed.

[ ( it's too late now, isn't it? )
to run away in these heels because if she didn't have him to dance with she'd just fall. but she's already falling in another way, isn't she? ]