Of course they are going to object. She wanted to feel embittered by the very notion, but understood she couldn't. She's had her own objections, after all. She can't strip from others their free will. As is their right.
When he continued, clarified his hesitance, her expression turned and softened, sympathetic to his cause. She had been no stranger to others attempting to kill her, but his own men succeeded. How he can be standing in front of her now speaks of a magic she can hardly know or understand. Perhaps a magic akin to that which both gave and took away Drogo. She didn't dare pry where she felt she didn't need to be, but knew well enough she'd be asking him of it later. Another time. Another circumstance.
"One step at a time," she finally managed to reply, reaching over to take his hands into her own gently.
Everything he said toppled right out of him. If he constantly looked at each and every thing at the same time, he would only overwhelm himself. She had something he didn't—Tyrion and Jorah, advisers. Those with whom she could share her thoughts. Those who would help guide her. In the end, she would not have been where she was without them.
"Express to them rough plans to address defences and fortifying Winterfell. You are not here on your own. I came here to help however you may need it. That does include your people in addition to mine. Mine can gather firewood. I am not above doing what is necessary. You cannot be everywhere at once. I am here to shoulder some of that burden, that you not think you must carry everything in solitude."
Daenerys shook her head at him with just a touch of disappointment, though she understood very well where it came from. His father would have carried all things, she was certain, and without complaint. Although surely he too had someone to share his concerns with...
"Those I brought with me here can also help assist with the defences. We may not be accustomed to the winter, but they will do as they are bid to. We can and will find a way. Perhaps we start with the beginning of all of this, and how to address your people. I am here for you, am I not? We tell them as such. They are as much my people as they are yours. I will care for them as though they are mine."
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When he continued, clarified his hesitance, her expression turned and softened, sympathetic to his cause. She had been no stranger to others attempting to kill her, but his own men succeeded. How he can be standing in front of her now speaks of a magic she can hardly know or understand. Perhaps a magic akin to that which both gave and took away Drogo. She didn't dare pry where she felt she didn't need to be, but knew well enough she'd be asking him of it later. Another time. Another circumstance.
"One step at a time," she finally managed to reply, reaching over to take his hands into her own gently.
Everything he said toppled right out of him. If he constantly looked at each and every thing at the same time, he would only overwhelm himself. She had something he didn't—Tyrion and Jorah, advisers. Those with whom she could share her thoughts. Those who would help guide her. In the end, she would not have been where she was without them.
"Express to them rough plans to address defences and fortifying Winterfell. You are not here on your own. I came here to help however you may need it. That does include your people in addition to mine. Mine can gather firewood. I am not above doing what is necessary. You cannot be everywhere at once. I am here to shoulder some of that burden, that you not think you must carry everything in solitude."
Daenerys shook her head at him with just a touch of disappointment, though she understood very well where it came from. His father would have carried all things, she was certain, and without complaint. Although surely he too had someone to share his concerns with...
"Those I brought with me here can also help assist with the defences. We may not be accustomed to the winter, but they will do as they are bid to. We can and will find a way. Perhaps we start with the beginning of all of this, and how to address your people. I am here for you, am I not? We tell them as such. They are as much my people as they are yours. I will care for them as though they are mine."