Go see what Maester wants

“Oh, I would love to, Jim. Sorry, but I don't think my watch is over for today... Maester told me to come to his quarters", you don't even know why you revealed that, and then you think of a quick lie. “He needs me to mix the soaps. His arms are weak and Noetys took the day off because of me. There is nothing more fair than helping the old man with this”.

“At dawn? Really?”, Jimmy acquires a sad face, however, his tone is still comprehensive.

“Yes, it is. Here we are soldiers and must be ready at any time when requested. It is tiring, but it is the law...”

"You're right," Jimmy sighs and arches his back. "What the hell. And on the day that you return from your first mission... our superiors should think about the repose of their soldiers too, because if we are rested, we will work harder.”.

"Truth. But the general thought is that the more rest, the softer we get."

You get up from the bed, stretching.

"Stir these soaps as hard as you can, you need to sleep and be rested because we have a long week ahead of us."

“Yeah, I really do. Thanks for the concern, Jim”, you lean over and kiss his forehead.

You did this to provoke. Jimmy blushed and was speechless for a few seconds. You walk away and go to the door, and when you grabs the handle he says:

"Good luck"

"Thank you," you reply, and leave.