They sit among the acorn trees counting squirrels that run from trunk to trunk. They've been there for a while now. Gendry's seen two and Arya swears she's seen three but nothing has moved since the sun began to set.

"I could have killed him," she says breaking the silence between them.

"The Hound would have cut you in two" Gendry argues with a grin and ducks as an acorn flies past his head.

"Not the Hound," she growls. "Joffrey, I could have killed Joffrey"

"I don't think even Jaqen H'ghar could have gotten to Joffrey." As he says the name of the red-haired man Gendry frowns. He doesn't like speaking of Jaqen H'hgar. There was a reason Yoren would not let him walk with the others.

The Nights Watch, once mighty, now full of nothing but rapers and thieves. He supposes if they'd made it to the wall they would have been brothers. Jaqen, Hot Pie, Lommy, even Rorge and Biter. The thought makes him shiver.

"No" Arya is angry but not with him. He knows this because she doesn't try to hit him again. Just sits and watches the leaves on the acorn tree sway.

"Back when we left Winterfell, and travelled with the Queen. Joffrey attacked Mycah and Nymeria bit him. I threw his sword into the water but I should have killed him with it." Her small hands are clenched by her sides. She's got that look she gets when she goes inside her head. He shudders to think what's in there. The violence in her seems to grow as she does.

"And then what" he asks. "They would have killed you and maybe your Lord father anyway." She doesn't think about things sometimes. But he does.

"But he'd be dead." She whispers as if it would solve it all. Maybe she really is willing to die so long as Joffrey dies too.

He doesn't think that's fair. He doesn't want her to die, not even if it meant the death of Joffrey, Cersei, the Hound, the Mountain and the Tickler.

He doesn't know how to tell her that though. So he picks up an acorn and throws it at her. Her gaze is ripped from the leaves and she looks at him in shock before smirking and making for the acorns by her feet.