[Arya looks up, confusion solidifying even further. She's from the sky. Perhaps she's sent by the Seven? The Old Gods? The many-faced god? She blinks, considering Kara again with something like aw. It's an expression that hasn't graced the girl's face in some time. She's been through so much, been hardened to the world.] How did you get here? If you're from up there?
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