Re: Arya, Tyrion, The Doctor, Gil
Arya slung the sack over her shoulder and turned to look at Tyrion. Before she spoke, she recognized the look in the Imp's eyes. He had an idea of who she truly was. She looked back at him, refusing to look scared. She wasn't really, what was he going to do about this information? No one else here cares who she really was. If anything the mention of her father by a Lannister angered her. She took a breath and stared the man down, literally, "Yes he did. Did yours?" she asked and quirked her eyebrows.
She remembered his father telling the story how he taught his eldest son Jaime how to read when his Maesters gave up. She wondered if the man gave as much devotion to his youngest.
She waited to see what the imp would do. Would he out her to the others? Is there even a benefit for them knowing her gender and her status? She couldn't think of any. She just wanted to be useful for now. The last thing she felt like she needed after weeks of surviving on her own is to feel like a useless princess again.