[sansa's mouth curves to one side. she has thought about this a good deal, and has been making friends and alliances. the only way she can stay safe is if this is a safe place, relatively speaking. she must be able to count on the support of her fellow sleepers.]

The spell is only to kill him without spilling any blood. It's a sort of trap. If he were to come back, I can't imagine he would last very long here with the corruption. None of them would. And--he's very good at being useful, but he doesn't know how to make friends. If I told everyone he kidnapped me, which he did, though I had nowhere else to go but with him, I think people would believe me. I think people would want to believe me. I have friends here, and sworn swords, and Lady. And if anyone could ever manage to cross the Pthumerians, it would be him. They hold the power here, and he would try and play them against each other so he could seize it while they weren't looking. I don't think he would be able to help himself.

[she sips her lemonsweet.]

This is very good.