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“什么都能吓到你。看着我。你看着我。”
血覆盖了他伤疤最严重的部分,但他的眼睛睁得老大,白得可怕。
他烧伤的半边嘴角不断抽搐。
珊莎可以闻到他身上的味道:混合着汗味、酒味和呕吐物的味道,其中最浓烈的味道是血,血,血。
“我可以保护你,”他刮擦的嗓音嘶声道,“他们都怕我。谁也不能再伤害你,否则我就杀了他。”
他猛地将她拉近,片刻之间她以为他要吻她。
"Everything scares you. Look at me. Look at me."
The blood masked the worst of his scars, but his eyes were white and wide and terrifying. The burnt corner of his mouth twitched and twitched again.Sansa could smell him; a stink of sweat and sour wine and stale vomit, and over it all the reek of blood, blood, blood.
"I could keep you safe," he rasped. "They're all afraid of me. No one would hurt you again, or I'd kill them." He yanked her closer, and for a moment she thought he meant to kiss her.(2.62)