Sansa takes his hand and nods once. "You did, in fact, give me an explosive and those do not particularly exist in Westeros. Wildfyre explodes but it no longer exists and we do not know the recipe to make more, thank the Old Gods and the New."

"As to women being able to fight, I am aware that they can. My sister is an assassin and I know a knight who is a woman. I am not a fighter, Chris. I barely know how to hold a knife and I would not know what to do with a bow. My strengths lie with my mind and my ability to strategize, not my ability to fight. I am more suited to flee from danger than face it head on. I should practice running, I suppose, but it is difficult to run in heavy skirts."