There was so much oddness in what Peggy was saying, and continued to say, that for a long moment Robb could only stare at her despite knowing it wasn't entirely polite. He'd only understood perhaps half of what she'd been going on about, but finally blinked himself out of his confusion and arched an eyebrow in reply.

"I can't say that I have." Perhaps he'd gotten used to filth while at war; it was difficult to say. At any rate, he'd rather not boil himself regardless.