"Maybe I should be going to you for therapy instead of Crane," Chris laughed softly. She was right. Granted, Crane had said pretty much the same thing. And then told him in a polite way to suck it up buttercup. Sansa understood though. In a way that validated what he was feeling with her own experiences.

"I've been on for so long, I'm not sure I know what it feels like to thaw." He thought maybe she understood what it was like. To be on guard for so long that nothing else feels right. But, here he still had to be on guard right? For Sansa? And then rest of his charges? Could he really still relax? He flexed his fingers, struck with a sudden urge to reach out to hold her hand but stayed.

"I think I should get you back to your brother. He might be wondering where you are." He didn't want her to leave.