[sansa is already bitter enough to mislike false hope (though rarely cynical enough to recognize it). that's not what stands out to her here, though.]

You shed your skin, and came back?

[she frowns a little.]

I don't think she went where I was, though. She'd already been there. She had my things.

[no one is westeros is ever just...swapped out like that. if they had, the maesters would know about it.]

People don't just change places in the Seven Kingdoms.