Derek nods, a small smile on his face. She seems to be taking it well, so that's a good thing. There are a lot of ways this conversation could've just gone south, but she seems comfortable by the idea of it, if a little surprised. He'll take it. "I could talk to her and see what she's got to say sometime, sure." He pauses for a moment before backtracking a little bit.

"What can your brothers do?" Derek asks. "I'm fast-learning in this place that pretty much anything is possible, so consider me curious." His eyes move to watch her hands working before she starts to speak, at which point he gives his focus back to his own box.

He gives an understanding nod when Sansa explains why she's chosen the boxes. "I got talked into volunteering for a few hours at the kissing booth. I don't blame you," he replies. "I don't know how useful I'll be in here, but I'm trying. It's something to do, you know?" Not that she asked why he's here, but he figures he might as well share if he's going to be asking her why she is.