[lady sniffs happily and delicately licks his hand. it's a bit more familiar than she might have done if he hadn't been handling meat. sansa laughs and watches, delighted.]

She likes you!

[she stops herself from saying lady's never done that before, as she's supposed to be a dog, not a wolf, and dogs lick people's hands rather more frequently. she lifts her gaze back to raleigh, a wry twist to her lips.]

Oh, yes, thank you. No one else wanted the building with a tree in it.

[sansa walks to the table and leans over the produce with a slight frown. she knows meat and eggs have to be refrigerated, but...]

Do the vegetables go in the ice box, too?

[and...not the freezer part, surely?]