[she clasps her hands together tightly in front of her chest. her response is a little too quick.]

Could you find out? The way you find out...other things.

[sansa's not sure, exactly, what he managed to find in the study, but he was the one that found a way in. she pulls her hands apart to clutch the needle-end of her necklace in one.]

I could pay you. And I can help you. And I'll tell you everything I know about my world.