This is a response to a anonymous prompt from 14/September/2014: "Arya x Jaime Fluff comfort after suicide attempt..."
Jaime still wondered if there was any real reason for him to have boarded that boat, after he left King's Landing, with the news of his sister and lover dead.
The Free Cities were nothing special, he had expected so much better, he had dreamed that it would give him a reason to live, but it didn't, he still missed her.
So he gave up, nothing mattered anymore so he just let go…
He woke up somewhere he couldn't recognize, he noticed that his wrists were bandaged, and a girl hanging around the room.
"Who are you?" He whispered, with his voice falling him.
"Be quiet…" the girl said. "You're still weak."
"What I'm doing here?" He said, ignoring the girl's suggestion.
"I found you half-dead, I brought you home, and patched you up."
"Why would you do that? Are you fucking stupid? I tried to kill myself for some reason."
"I thought the same once, I think…" she told him, taking a place next to him, holding a bowl of soup, preparing to feed him. "You carry a sword…"
"Without my right hand."
"I fight with my left," the young girl said, and that called his attention, so he listened to her. "I can take you to a place where you can forget. No memory will haunt you, and you can be free of them," she told him between spoonfuls, and he listened, enjoying the idea of forgeting the past and making himself useful again.
