"Do his hand and fingers," she suggested. "That's where a lot of people carry tension without realizing it."
Lyanna nodded and took Julian's right hand, massaging his arms and fingers.
"You have very strong hands, Father," she observed. "I can feel the calluses from weapon training."
"Years of practice," Julian agreed. "Though most of those calluses are from my first life."
Cassandra, having finished with his left arm, hesitantly asked, "Should I... should I work on your hand too?"
"Please," Julian encouraged.
She took his left hand with both of hers, her touch gentle and careful.
"Your approach is very different from your sister's," Julian observed.
"We're different people," Cassandra replied softly. "Lyanna is a warrior. She approaches everything with strength and directness. I'm more... more careful."
"Both are valuable," Julian assured her.
