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Arya
took
the
paper
and
ran
.
The
armory
adjoined
the
castle
smithy
,
a
long
high
-
roofed
tunnel
of
a
building
with
twenty
forges
built
into
its
walls
and
long
stone
water
troughs
for
tempering
the
steel
.
Half
of
the
forges
were
at
work
when
she
entered
.
The
walls
rang
with
the
sound
of
hammers
,
and
burly
men
in
leather
aprons
stood
sweating
in
the
sullen
heat
as
they
bent
over
bellows
and
anvils
.
When
she
spied
Gendry
,
his
bare
chest
was
slick
with
sweat
,
but
the
blue
eyes
under
the
heavy
black
hair
had
the
stubborn
look
she
remembered
.
Arya
didn
’
t
know
that
she
even
wanted
to
talk
to
him
.
It
was
his
fault
they
’
d
all
been
caught
.
"
Which
one
is
Lucan
?
"
She
thrust
out
the
paper
.
"
I
’
m
to
get
a
new
sword
for
Ser
Lyonel
.
"
"
Never
mind
about
Ser
Lyonel
.
"
He
drew
her
aside
by
the
arm
.
"
Last
night
Hot
Pie
asked
me
if
I
heard
you
yell
Winterfell
back
at
the
holdfast
,
when
we
were
all
fighting
on
the
wall
.
"
"
I
never
did
!
"
"
Yes
you
did
.
I
heard
you
too
.
"
"
Everyone
was
yelling
stuff
,
"
Arya
said
defensively
.
"
Hot
Pie
yelled
hot
pie
.
He
must
have
yelled
it
a
hundred
times
.
"
"
It
’
s
what
you
yelled
that
matters
.
I
told
Hot
Pie
he
should
clean
the
wax
out
of
his
ears
,
that
all
you
yelled
was
Go
to
hell
!
If
he
asks
you
,
you
better
say
the
same
.
"
"
I
will
,
"
she
said
,
even
though
she
thought
go
to
hell
was
a
stupid
thing
to
yell
.
She
didn
’
t
dare
tell
Hot
Pie
who
she
really
was
.
Maybe
I
should
say
Hot
Pie
’
s
name
to
Jaqen
.
"
I
’
ll
get
Lucan
,
"
Gendry
said
.
Lucan
grunted
at
the
writing
(
though
Arya
did
not
think
he
could
read
it
)
,
and
pulled
down
a
heavy
longsword
.
"
This
is
too
good
for
that
oaf
,
and
you
tell
him
I
said
so
,
"
he
said
as
he
gave
her
the
blade
.
