It seemed silly to worry about, given what she was facing, but it was easier to think of the things she was leaving behind than what she might encounter. Her chores, her work, it was order in the face of the unknown. Better to hide behind that than let her panic take hold again. "I will need to pack some food and a blanket. It will be colder at night." And she was never one for the cold.

He was keeping his cool at least. The more faith he displayed, the better she felt about the entire thing. It wasn't a trip that she was looking forward to or would enjoy, but it was easier to hold to the idea that she would return, so long as he held it as well.

"I know where to stick a blade, Robb." She managed a smile and a nervous laugh, squeezing his hand in reply. She rubbed her arms as they made their way to the house, suddenly feeling the cold as the sun disappeared from her view. "Why do you think they chose me?"