Sansa appreciates that look, although she doesn't trust it. It's kind of this woman to be so welcoming, but that doesn't mean she's about to tear down all the walls she's built up. It doesn't mean she's safe.

Still, she smiles, tucking a stray lock of hair back behind her ear. "I can imagine," she says, nodding. "I'm afraid you'll think me very stupid, but there's so much here that seems... well, magical. Like those lights." She points at one of the screens. "With such wonders, I can only think that everything must be so beyond me."