Alone.

But that was just the thing, he was more alone here than he'd ever been in his life--and he'd been a good portion of that life thinking he knew what being alone felt like. However, those were feelings a person didn't talk about openly.

Pretend to be fine long enough and you would be fine. That was Jess' limited understanding of how to find peace of mind, though admittedly it was a bit like hunting for a pot of leprechaun gold under a rainbow, if you asked him.

"Thank you for the thought. After being called a potential godsend, I'm getting a seriously big head." But in all honesty, she didn't have to say anything, but she had. Just because he didn't know how to accept it didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the offer when she was certainly under no obligation to him to make it.

"You're right about that, we're better off working together than apart. You'll have to keep me posted on how it works out--with the spinning wheel and the seeds, I mean."

It had been good talking with Margaery. The offer to do more of it was always open, as far as he was concerned.