[ Tyrion grimaces. It's mostly to himself, as are all his expressions; his brain still doesn't see the camera as a pair of eyes, even with her own video feed right there, and thus his interactions are slightly muted compared to how they would be in person. ]

I am a man of many talents, but prophecy is not one of them. But no — no. Probably not.

[ It would depend on the circumstances, but he is still very angry at his brother. Andhe would not be unkind enough to spare Jaime and kill his beloved twin. No doubt they would have to go through Jaime to get to her at all; there would never be a trial. He sighs, trying not shake those thoughts off. ]

But this is not Westeros, and you have no throne. And even if you had the mandate to do as you pleased in this world, still I would ask.