[ perhaps to a Lannister, power would always be power, but Sansa had been raised on both the words of Cersei and those of Lord Baelish, and in the absence of power, knowledge would have to do. as little as she likes using the device, she's long since realized just how useful it is: following the discussions over the network, the things people reveal when speaking to each other... as well as searching through countless of new profiles, for those newly awakened. a far easier method of seeing whether there were people she knew who'd woken up than running aimlessly around the station, hoping to run into someone.

which is why when she reads the name, along with the description, she wastes no time sending a message.

(easier like this, too, to speak to a Lannister. there was only one she would willingly seek out to speak to, face to face, and he still slept.) ]

I'm afraid everyone you're looking for is still asleep, Ser Jaime. Though why you would look for the Hound instead of your sister eludes me.

[ spoken, but without video; she is not so cruel as to type it all. ]