[sansa listens––a huff of laughter escapes her when he offers to murder joffrey. would it were only him. she dips her head graciously, but snaps to attention when he mentions the dream. she's heard a fair amount about the world before, but this is the first time she's heard their bodies were literally asleep. that sounds familiar.

but she lights up at the wolf.]

It's like dragonglass!

[it looks to her like a precious gem made in the shape of a wolf. she leans foward, hovers a hand out above it to test the heat.]

It's beautiful. Thank you.

[she withdraws her hand into her lap. she'll have to make him some nice clothes. perhaps a jacket with edelya, or an ice dragon.]

Was it nice, where you were? If I woke up now I wouldn't be home. I would be very far away, and alone, with half the Seven Kingdoms after the bounty on my head. And I wouldn't have Lady.

[her mouth twists.]

For a long time, a dream of a wolf was all I had.

[she'd dreamed of lady, after she'd learned about the red wedding.]