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Edd had returned with Gilly, catching her quickly before herself and Sam were to leave for Oldtown like they had planned for Sam to become a Maester. He had come as well, inquiring about Alianora and the state she was in. on the walk back to the room, he was ranting to Edd about how she should be out of her wet clothes, which they did, that she would be warmed up, which she did and eventually Edd had told him to 'shut the fuck up', getting irritated by his irrational response to helping Alia even though it was the most obvious thing to do when a woman was freezing to death, warming her up.
Gilly walked up to the table where the woman lay, her eyes already landing on the scar across her face making her shudder internally at the sight. Sam waltzed over to, wanting to finally put a face to the description of Alia that he had received from Jon. Afterall, Jon had drunkenly said to him that Alia was one of the most attractive people he had come across and he wasn't lying either. To Sam, and to many others, the scar on her face suited her well. It didn't make her look ugly, it made her look just different which was a refreshing concept. Especially for men of the Night's Watch who haven't laid eyes on a woman in a long time since Craster's Keep where Gilly came from.
She placed a warm bowl of water on the table where she lay, dumping in a small cloth. She looked over her shoulder to see Archie, Edd, Jon and Sam watching her with curious and worried expressions as she slowly pulled Jon's and Archie's cloak away from her body, revealing her bare chest.
Archie sucked in a deep breath, obviously feeling uncomfortable of seeing his sisters' nude body. It was a clear delight for Sam and Edd as the first thing they noticed were her breasts, but Gilly quickly covered them up with a towel she had also brought, draping it over her.
Sam nudged Edd playfully, clearly amused that Edd had seen a woman's breast for the first time in a long, long time but he grimaced at Sam, shaking his head in disapproval because although the sight was somewhat nice, it wasn't the ideal place and situation.
"Archie, come." Gilly waved him over, uncovering the several stab wounds that lay in his sisters' stomach. He winced as he came in view of them, feeling furious at the thought of her getting hurt but he could and Gilly could tell that the scars were healed and were from maybe a few months back.
She cleaned her body, resting a warm cloth over her toes to help bring her temperature back up and it did help because her lips returned to their natural pink colour.
"She's getting there... but she is starving by the looks of it." Gilly states, suggesting to her ribcage that could now be seen pressing against her skin. "When she wakes, she'll have to take it easy and you need to feed her and giver her water as much as you can. She'll most likely refuse it because she'll become heavily bloated from too much, but she will need it if she is to survive."
"Wait, so, she may not even make it?" Archie asked, worry evident in his face. Gilly gulped slightly but nodded as confirmation.
"She's very weak. By the looks of it, if she were out there for another day then she'd be dead. Edd was lucky to see her when he did."
Archie brought his hands up to his face, scratching at his beard in frustration before taking a seat, putting his head in his hands. "I-I can't lose her. We've only just got back together."
Jon patted his friends back comfortingly, looking towards Alia as Gilly draped his cloak back over her body and allowing her to rest some more.
"Keep checking her temperature regularly and don't let that fire go out." Gilly urges towards Jon, giving a small nod to the men in the room before escorting herself out, going to check on little Sam.
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