Happy news, perhaps. From the morning after he'd proposed until now, Robb had been trying to sort that out and had failed. Both he and Margaery had such complicated pasts, it had been stupid of him to think being together could honestly be so easy.

Gods, but he missed his father. He'd know what to do.

"I am," he replied with a nod. "Although I'm not certain he'd claim me if he could see me just now," he added with a faint smile and a glance down to himself, smeared with mud and with so little idea of what he was doing.