[If anyone around here can understand the feeling of being in over your head, it's him. Arriving in Abraxas had been like plunging into the ocean without knowing the first thing about swimming. Everyone else Wilhelm has met here came in equipped with magic or combat training or some other prized skill. Then there was him, who has never been exceptional in anything.]

Wilhelm. [He gives her a little smile. No last name.] It's nice to meet you, Alicent.

[In an attempt to be welcoming and reassuring, he offers:]

It takes some time to adjust to, well, everything, but eventually...

[Eyes wandering to the branches arching over the path, he tucks his hair back behind his ear, then returns his hand to the reins. Eventually what? Half a year later, he's not sure that he's adjusted to it.]

Eventually, you figure it out.