"I hope I can, and I hope I am as brave as you think I am. I do not always feel it." But he would try. He felt like he was on a coarse to do something good now.

He felt better, and he smiled at her a little more surely.

"You inspire me, with your bravery and your honor. Thank you, Sansa."

He found himself reaching out for one of her hands, then stopping. "Ah, I do not mean to be presumptuous."

His cheeks were a little pink.