[He grins as the song begins to come to an end, slowing his steps in preparation.]
That's what they call them, apparently.
['They' being the hip, young things of Trench, or at least the ones Paul knows. But then he sets levity aside, his expression growing more serious for his true answer.]
I still wouldn't say anything.
[He's apparently developing a reputation as a secret-keeper; Sansa isn't even the first to ask him to keep one tonight.]
no subject
[He grins as the song begins to come to an end, slowing his steps in preparation.]
That's what they call them, apparently.
['They' being the hip, young things of Trench, or at least the ones Paul knows. But then he sets levity aside, his expression growing more serious for his true answer.]
I still wouldn't say anything.
[He's apparently developing a reputation as a secret-keeper; Sansa isn't even the first to ask him to keep one tonight.]