Mya

"I couldn't let such a handsome fella die." She say lowering the long bow.

You smile back holding your shoulder in pain. "Well you did cut it kinda close Mya. My handsome head was almost sliced off."

She returned the smile. "Just be thankful I had my bow nearby. Now I believe we should begin our journey."

Sansa walk over seeing the dead bodies. Her face unmoving but her eyes telling the whole story.

"Sansa I know seeing this..." you try to say.