( Sansa is pretty much a Disney princess. That's what Clary had decided early on, and she's seen no evidence to prove otherwise yet. The girl is bright and sweet and so very kind, and it's impossible that she doesn't talk to birds or have a travelling animal companion.

She finds the edge of the pool when Sansa arrives, smiling up at her new friend with pleased appreciation. ) You're amazing, you know that, right? ( The shawl, the scones, the companionship. )

You'd do that? Because I'm so envious of your hair dressing skills. I can barely make mine presentable at the best of times.