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I tried to explain to him the best I could. I tried to tell him that in this world, his wasn't real but a fantasy.
Explaining that I had gotten the banner from a store.
Of course that went over so well.
He didn't believe me at all which I ended up dropping the whole subject all together. I ended up allowing him to stay there for as long as he needed. He most certainly was rather the actor, staying in roll as Tywin.
I started cooking dinner and ended up making chicken... because Tywin hates mutton so why not?
"This is very good."
He said using his knife to slice the chicken breast and putting a piece into his mouth. It caused me to smile slightly as I sat across the small table I had in the back of the room.
"Thank you."
I said softly eating as well.
It was a continuous motion that the two of us went through daily. It had been a while since Tywin had literally fallen into my lap and now staid in my apartment.
I didn't really know what to do with him aside from allowing him to stay here. It wasn't like his family - Dance's ex-wife - would care to know that he's lost his marbles and had been walking around my city and just happened to fall on top of me.
I sighed deeply and roamed across the Internet while Tywin sat on my couch reading one of the books from my shelf.
As I was going over the Internet I stopped when I seen something I hadn't expected to see. It was an interview with Charles Dance posted...
Yesterday?
I slowly turned around and faces Tywin and then back to the computer screen. My mouth was shut tightly as I looked at the date.
Tywin had been here during the filming of the interview...
