[ she has more remarks prepared, arguments for why the woman should direct her blame elsewhere, presented in the most sympathetic of ways — but the woman is gone before she has a chance to say much more, and really... as long as she leaves her friend alone, Sansa is happy to accept any outcome.

when Lance speaks, she turns to him, her hand reaching out to catch his wrist. ]

She was, and I understand why, I truly do. But she had no right to blame you for it, Lance. You weren't the one to set off the attack, nor were you the one who should have stopped it. I know if you had known of it, you would have done everything in your power to stop it. But you didn't, and it isn't your fault.