[sansa was not allowed outside the red keep. her sole experience with the people of king's landing had left the impression that there was little in it safer than the docks would have been. what was remarkable was that arya had seemed wholly at ease on the docks in braavos, that girls in bright dresses and clean-aproned fishwives walked among the sailors laughing and haggling.

the house in gaze had shaken lady, enough so that sansa wouldn't dare send her over there again. she's hesitant to send ravens until she knows it won't trigger any wards or curses. she may have gotten the wrong idea of what he meant by 'dreamwalker.' she pulls her head from his shoulder and frowns.]

I could never send Lady over there, it's too dangerous. I don't even want to send a raven until I know what all the curses are, but I've only seen Kaworu since the party, and I doubt he knows more than he told me already.

[he didn't seem to think there was any reason to hide any of it, and he didn't seem to know very much about it, so that it wasn't worth the risk that he mention she'd been asking questions to the necromancer or anyone. more tentatively:]

Have you found much in the Archives, besides the Jade Compendium?

[she could name the various island nations westeros trades with, and say a little about the summer islands, but she thought perhaps he wouldn't like to hear about the whalers of ib, given his omen. and she was afraid she'd sound vapid, only listing what each of them bought and sold.

and she would've explained about sothoryos, but she's distracted now.]