[She climbs as well as Bran did once, as if it is second nature. Half squirrel, wasn't that what Bran was called? That same sort of inclination and experience was obvious in her, enough that it didn't leave him paranoid watching her, as though he should be expecting a fall. The way she found every foothold and notch was enough to assure him she wouldn't break her neck in front of him.]

That's what people say before they fall.

[Still, she impressed him. He smiled at her in amusement once she landed next to him, in possession of herself and as confident as Arya might have been.]

You've had worse walls to climb? [Well, to be fair, so did he.] What will you do if you end up falling through one of the shops?