"And you took one of her knights." She misses her old bear, who had seen so very much with her. She misses him like one must miss a limb. Separated for so long, reunited briefly, and now he sleeps... "Thank you for returning him in one piece. Can't say the same for you, though."

He'd survived his own trials north of the Wall, and the memory of it makes her quick to look on to other topics of conversation.

"You invite trouble with those sorts of questions, my lord." Her lips quirk. "In the mornings, mostly. Sometimes when the khalasar came to a halt and the smell of meats roasting drifted on the breeze. I couldn't lose my stomach before all my people, that's weak, you know."