[If it were anyone else, Rocket would have poked fun for days of them talking to a sleeping person who probably can't hear them, but it's Sansa and she's been away for a few days, so he's mildly inclined to hold his tongue.
Sort of. He approaches her, talking as he walks.] Heh. Who's gettin' all your piss and vinegar there, Sansa? That bastard don't-
[He stops talking when he stops in front of the pod, his tail suddenly lashing in instant agitation.] Shit. It's empty.
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Sort of. He approaches her, talking as he walks.] Heh. Who's gettin' all your piss and vinegar there, Sansa? That bastard don't-
[He stops talking when he stops in front of the pod, his tail suddenly lashing in instant agitation.] Shit. It's empty.