( Sansa draws closer to him, closing what little distance there was to begin with. She touches his chest lightly with the palm of her hand and looks up (yes, up, for the first time in her life with a man) into his face. )

I was worried about you. I should have thought about the wishing well and how it made everyone's wishes go wrong. I didn't know if you left to go home or if you were just ignoring me or if you were hurt...I thought at least if you just didn't want to see me you'd have told me that so I wouldn't worry about your person. ( She pauses, briefly. )

So yes, I do want to kiss you. I need to make sure you're all right.