"You have a point. The sheep need to be sheared once in a while if they don't want to end up looking like wild things with pine needles stuck in their hair, same as us. Piles of wool laying around aren't much use." A light shrug. "They didn't teach spinning in school for me, either."

Margaery had his sympathies; best of luck to her in figuring it out. Even with the right equipment, making thread probably had its fair share of tricks to it, the same as hunting and trapping. Jess had learned to appreciate that simple-looking survival tasks could take a high degree of finesse

"Yeah, home sweet home." There was no mistaking the dose of sarcasm there. "Been here since I got here."

Had it really been a month and a half? A lifetime, really.