[She noticed how his attention drifted into his thoughts. There was a look in his eyes, one that was hard to read. Confused? Worried? Something else? The way he was looking down at her seemed almost as if he didn't fully see her. He was thinking of her, but it appeared as if he didn't remember she was there.
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Dany frowned, cupping her palm against his hand.]
Jon? What is it?