"There aren't as many rules where I come from. It's more when ever people feel is the right time. Not that it matters here." It was probably a good thing they were in a public place with a table in front of them. It kept him from reaching over and touching other than just her hands. He'd only known her for a short time, and what he'd learned, well, he didn't want to startle her. Sansa deserved better than that, she'd been treated horribly, and was only starting to trust him. He didn't want to betray that trust.

"Being kind to someone regardless of courtship or dating is the least anyone should do. I hope you let me show you how should be treated." As far as she could tell, her dreams of romance and kindness and having a relationship that even bordered on civil had been crushed. Beyond crushed. Crushed, bombed and set on fire.

"What do you like doing? What do you usually do in Thorne?" He was fishing. Slowly, fishing. He couldn't get her gifts if he didn't know what she liked.