( it's home )

[After she leaves the small group of Parliament and witches, Lady Denholm tasks her with trying to keep the newcomers calm and as safe as possible. So that's what she does. Getting a small group together, she takes to the steps of one of the buildings, blackened and hollowed out.]

My name is Sansa Stark. Some of you do not know me, but I have been working closely with Parliament. They do not yet know what this is, but we need to stay vigilant and safe. If there are any who need assistance with anything, please let me know.

[She does not have a need to explore and will step down, making herself available for anyone to approach her, hands poised in front of her.]

( burned to ash )

[She finds herself stepping lightly up into the Parliament. It reminds her of when they returned to Winterfell. Only this is different. There's something else here, but what she doesn't know. Her steps are careful, looking out over the charred remains.]

Where I am from, there was a story about the Doom of Valyria.

[It's the only way she can relate this. It's just massive destruction.]