[It's a number of gifts that wouldn't have been out of place where Paul comes from, and given what he knows of Sansa, it doesn't strike Paul as odd. What does strike him, as he accepts the armor (cupcakes set aside on a nearby table, for now, kitten kept close), is their complexity and extent.]

I can only thank you again. This is very fine armor. It must have taken you a long time to make.

[He drapes it over his arm as elegantly as he can, for now, though he'll have to see about putting it somewhere people aren't trying to break into for safekeeping later on.]

We're all still learning things. It's one of the parts of this place I like. Magic or baking - which might as well be the same thing, as far as I'm concerned.