And you do yourself much discredit by saying so, [ she insists. ] Do not underestimate the comfort given by companionship in a strange place, in knowing that there is another who wishes to see you protected and well. Even though you did you look to swear immediately, that you did not turn me away with a scoff and a laugh means more to me than you know. Please, [ it is a softly spoken word. ] Accept my gratitude. It would mean much if you do.

[ Then a lapse into quietness as Alayne tries to find the right words, for these are no small matters. She clicks the message over to video so that he may see her face when she talks and know, through the passage of her eyes, that she takes these words truly to heart. ] Murphy Pendleton, do you offer your banner to me — Alayne Stone, natural-born daughter of Petyr Baelish and child of Vale? Do you give it to me freely, with a clear heart and with the knowledge that I will never misuse it nor lead you astray? Do you swear upon what is most precious to you, just as I swear in the light of the Seven and in the eyes of the Old Gods and the new?