"It is all forgiven. It's not safe to be in the cold, especially not one prepared such as yourself." He nods towards her clothes. He wasn't wearing his fur cloak at the moment, but even then, he wasn't entirely prepared for it either.

"I'm Robb Stark, Lord of Winterfell." He hadn't a clue where he was, but even with the unfamiliarity of it all, this wasn't the North, or perhaps, anywhere in the realm of the seven kingdoms. Her accent didn't match any of those he was familiar with, either.