She knows he's trying to comfort her. It counts for something, but it also reminds her of the reason she'd had to execute one of her last advisors in the first place. Her voice is still soft, but there's a sharper edge to it than before.

"You try though, don't you? To satisfy both, even when it's clear you can't?"

She wonders what will happen when she's taken the throne and Sansa keeps pushing for Northern independence. How long it will be before she lets her brother's true bloodline slip to someone like Lord Varys, how long before the next attempt on her life? Which duty will win out when it's Sansa who declares herself an enemy?