That has her softly snorting. She could imagine the same's happened with a number of direwolves and those strange to them. She'd take care not to step on the one in here. "It's rude to step on them. Likely deserved that lost foot."

His breath is warm against the back of her neck. Everything is warm with the furs and Jon wrapped around her. She's safe, she's safe.

"Why not? He's only just met me."