She pulled her jacket tighter around her, feeling a shiver run up her spine from the melting snow in her hair and skin. She trusted him as she followed him into the woods, pausing only to touch and search around for dry twigs and branches. The pickings were a bit sparse. "Did you learn this at Winterfell?"

Between the Wall and Winterfell, Jon was more than prepared for this sort of life. She envied his abilities and his intelligence in these matters. Whenever she was around him, she felt pampered and spoiled, struggling to catch up.