[sansa doesn't move or flinch as jinx stomps around, though her eyes flick briefly to the flash of color in her hair. she can't tell if it's corruption; she would be able to if lady were here. it's a worrying thought, that she'll have to manage both their corruption levels on her own while they're trapped. well, jinx may be cranky, but she's hardly be any worse than sweetrobin. some people might have only dug their heels in further despite her very sensible argument; someone like cersei certainly would. sansa smiles wearily when jinx finally acquiesces and turns around, a sober twist of her mouth.]

I'm sure I won't be any trouble.

[without lady or...any animals, she'll have to rely on her wits and diplomacy. she has managed to pick up a few practical ninjutsu techniques, but she needs to conserve her strength. it's time to put all thoughts of sworn sisterhood and shared trauma aside and play the game. she follows jinx a few paces behind.]

If it comes down to it, do you think you might be able to make a bomb out of what we have? I don't know that we'd be able to knock a hole in this place, but it's worth trying if all else fails, and it's damp enough that the smoke should kill us before we burn. It seems an easier death than starving.

[sansa thinks of death here as only returning to the ocean. she's a little more concerned about what will happen to her things.]