He laughs at her look. Even traveling with a Dothraki horde hadn't prepared her for the harsh realities beyond the Wall. "The smell is worse than you think. The air is cold and dry, so you smell everything. It gets into the food as well."

It was almost like comparing war stories. The two of them sharing their rough experiences, alone and surrounded by a wilderness most other Westerosi hadn't or couldn't imagine.

But quickly his smile fell, realizing that he was stepping into painful territory. "We could speak of something else, if you like?" Something to bring back her smiles and amusement.