[ It's a stupid thing to say: yes, her brother. But he is struck with stupidity. Viserys Targaryen is dead. Was dead. It's not that Tyrion doesn't believe her so much as the shock of the dark magic of it is beyond any mild difficulties he's had with, say, democracy or globalization or he dozen dozen other things different here.
A dead man, alive.
The possibility of other dead men showing up to haunt him is enough to run a shiver down his spine — seven hells, what if Joffrey was brought here? What if — his father—
He's gone all pale, but Tyrion clears his throat, closing his eyes for a moment to collect himself. ]
Well. I admit I've never heard a good word spoken of him, but if you wish to keep peace with him it's not as though I can advise you otherwise without hypocrisy.
[ A rueful smile. He did just beg for his own brother's life, after all. Besides, maybe Viserys will be fun! Lord knows nobody else Daenerys spends time with is. ]
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[ It's a stupid thing to say: yes, her brother. But he is struck with stupidity. Viserys Targaryen is dead. Was dead. It's not that Tyrion doesn't believe her so much as the shock of the dark magic of it is beyond any mild difficulties he's had with, say, democracy or globalization or he dozen dozen other things different here.
A dead man, alive.
The possibility of other dead men showing up to haunt him is enough to run a shiver down his spine — seven hells, what if Joffrey was brought here? What if — his father—
He's gone all pale, but Tyrion clears his throat, closing his eyes for a moment to collect himself. ]
Well. I admit I've never heard a good word spoken of him, but if you wish to keep peace with him it's not as though I can advise you otherwise without hypocrisy.
[ A rueful smile. He did just beg for his own brother's life, after all. Besides, maybe Viserys will be fun! Lord knows nobody else Daenerys spends time with is. ]