There's a certain appeal to that, Luna can see it. Life is precious, and more than anything hard to let go of. But somehow the idea of dying and coming back to life only to die again, over and over, is even more frightening than the idea of dying once for good. Perhaps it's because Luna by all rights should already be dead. To be honest she'd choose it again if it meant she could prevent all of this.

She can't, though, and obviously Sansa seems to feel differently about the matter. Luna can't fault her for that. Sansa's human, after all, and has more of a future to lose. Luna understands her point of view, even if she can't share it. So she smiles again and tries to think positively. "I'm sure that if he told you that, he was telling the truth. That's good for you, then. I can't imagine that they wouldn't like you, no matter who they are." And that much is genuine: part of her still can't believe Sansa's been so friendly to her.