[She understands the mistrust. It is the same Sansa holds within herself. Too much can happen, and when everyone is on the edge of life or death, one cannot be too careful. That does not mean she does not recognize kindness though. Sansa keeps her head bent as she enters the cabin, pleased by the immediate warmth that envelops her.
Turning back, Sansa closes the door behind her.]
I have been seeking shelter for some time now. [The warmth is a comfort, but it nearly burns at her frigid skin, thawing parts of her already.]
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Turning back, Sansa closes the door behind her.]
I have been seeking shelter for some time now. [The warmth is a comfort, but it nearly burns at her frigid skin, thawing parts of her already.]