She understands that look, having been consumed with the same thoughts after her arrival. Glancing up from her loom, she watches him approach, noting the weight against his shoulders and how his mind seemed to be drifting far from this world. His presence had been a welcome one, especially when she learned that he could farm and care for animals as well if not better than her. But it was still difficult to ignore that he didn't belong here. He had family waiting for him, a world to go back to.

Running her fingers along the unfinished blanket, she tried to set aside the myriad of thoughts that haunted her as well. The reminder that nothing here was permanent and that she had lost so many. How long had it been since she smiled genuinely? It seemed like ages since she was that young woman in King's Landing, plotting and scheming for the crown.

Forcing that warmth back to her features, she turned to greet him, not wanting to let any further darkness cross her threshold. "All paths seem to lead you back to me."