Davos: okay lad here’s the plan: you go find her, you remind her that she loves you (remember to take off your shirt before you see her), and you bring me back at least a dozen grandkids.
All I care about now are my Powerpuff girls: Sansa (Blossom), Brienne (Bubbles), Arya (Buttercup). If they live without their entire character being destroyed in the process I’ll be content.
Arya Stark fucks off out of King’s Landing and rides like the wind for Winterfell, where she makes up with Gendry and stunts on hoes with Sansa and The Independent North functions wonderfully under female leadership and equality for women.
