[ grimly, aemond nods. he nods because he agrees with her thinking, and also because he doesn't know what else he might say that would prove salient now. aegon's gone. helaena did not see it, or her sight had found its one blind spot here.

aemond thinks it fair to assume that none of his siblings have a love for surprises. such is the nature of the lives they lead, the stations that collar them and keep them caged in gold. ]

None else of the family. Pierce, among my friends. You've met him. [ he reaches for her, but doesn't quite touch her. he'll always be apologising for touching her without leave, even if she doesn't yet remember. ] Would you like for me to look into your friends? Confirm that they yet remain?