Be gentle

You brush a stray hair from her face.

"Sansa, I would protect you to the ends of the world and beyond. You're my sister." She looks at you, blushing more. "Your little gift was just an added bonus that I wouldn't turn down though." You wink at her and she smiles bashfully. "Let's do it again sometime, but first, let's clean you up and find your things."

You walk over to the corner of the room where a loose curtain lies folded on the floor for cleaning. Picking it up, you use it to wipe Sansa's hand clean of your come and then deposit it back in the corner, neatly folding it once again.

"Where to next then?" you ask her.