[She withdraws when someone approaches, knowing that this festival is meant to be magic free. Placing her hands in her lap, Sansa looks up at him. Perhaps he will not speak of it if she keeps her hands buried in the sleeves of her cloak.
He does seem familiar to her, but she's just arrived in this place. How would she have met someone before?]
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He does seem familiar to her, but she's just arrived in this place. How would she have met someone before?]
I do not think so, but your face is familiar.