Gendry took a swallow of his coffee, not even tasting it, his eyes on Myrcella. He brought the mug back down and tapped a finger against it, shifting a little uncomfortably in his chair. "This is still really weird to me," he admitted.
It wasn't made much better by the thought of his girlfriend sharing the same space as his sister. It only made him think of his dreams again and how young Arya was in them, and whenever he thought about that, he only felt like a pedophile.