[ perhaps, if this was a conversation had without all the terrible history weighing between them, it would be easy to puzzle through all the misunderstandings, the assumptions both are working with; perhaps then, she would speak to him with more truth and less hostility. perhaps then, he would realize that as things stand, Sansa Stark needs little protection. but she only hears arrogance in his voice, bringing back all the hateful memories of King's Landing — it matters little to her that he wasn't there, when she makes no difference between him and Cersei, between which one of the Lannisters was behind the deaths of her mother and brother.

once upon a time, she would have answered with courtesy, with pretty words, with a soft tone. once upon a time, she thought King's Landing was the worst that would happen to her. ]

You saved the Seven Kingdoms from a mad king who burned people to death. Lord Tyrion was trying to save the Seven Kingdoms from a mad queen who burned people to death, by the side of a queen who freed slaves, helped children and inspired loyalty in everyone who met her. I thought you of all people would understand.

[ said just as casually. what is far less casual is what she continues with, her words sharp. ] A pretty oath, ser. You'll forgive me if I don't place much faith in the oaths of Lannisters.