[It stings a little when he confirms that their mother is not with him, but she is still too relieved to see him to let it dampen her spirits too much. Sansa wipes at her eyes, trying to straighten her appearance now. They have other things to worry about here, and she is not sure who yet to trust.
The dark haired girl turns back to the heat, quiet as she thinks of how she's gotten here. She doesn't know either. She's been too concerned to get to some shelter, but this is not the Vale. This is not Westeros.]
Neither do I. I was in the Vale. It has snowed, but not like this. [This isn't anywhere she knows.]
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The dark haired girl turns back to the heat, quiet as she thinks of how she's gotten here. She doesn't know either. She's been too concerned to get to some shelter, but this is not the Vale. This is not Westeros.]
Neither do I. I was in the Vale. It has snowed, but not like this. [This isn't anywhere she knows.]