"You may, though I only intend to go to the inn and drop these off," Jon said, nodding a bit in that direction to indicate his purpose. He did not wish to make Margaery feel any worse than she did already, no, but he was not pleased with her actions, especially when Ygritte had no fault in anything that had transpired in the village thus far.

"I was just trying to do what I could before we had another storm. The weather seems crisp and cold again, the sky heavy. Snow might waylay us again."