[ there's a moment where sansa looks all of her eighteen years, with a very adolescent eyeroll and shrug. it's fleeting, but it's visible enough. ]

Men would have you sit for everything, if it meant they looked taller. Please don't mind them too much, Lady Randvi.

[ with the lady's permission, sansa folds an arm round the other's own. ]

I'm very glad you're not hurt worse. It's been a trying few weeks, if I could say.