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“How long have you two dated?”
Sansa and Theon looked at each other, before Sansa turned back to Talisa. “We are not a couple.”
“Oh.” The woman -Robb’s new girlfriend -seemed embarrassed by that. “I’m sorry for assuming. It’s just…”
“They’re sickeningly domestic around each other?” Robb offered dryly.
“Too much like an old couple?” Arya piped up from her place.
“Clearly in love with each other?” Bran threw in.
“Well…” Talisa thought about it for a moment. “Yes to all of that.”
“That’s ridiculous.” Sansa protested. “We’re just friends.”
“No. I’m friends with Theon and you don’t see me getting all the attention you get.” Robb indicated.
“Oh babe, are you jealous?” Theon mocked Robb. “You know you’re my number one.”
“Fuck you.” Robb said without heat. “You know what I mean.”
“Actually, I don’t.” Theon insisted.
“Sansa sits down, she doesn’t even have to ask, you know what she wants to drink.” Arya was the one to indicate. “Not only that, you know her options by order of preference.”
“I am just being nice to…”
“And she isn’t any better.” Bran cut Theon’s defense. “Because she keeps tabs on you through the day to make sure you’re eating properly.”
“Because if I don’t he’ll just eat junk food!” Sansa protested.
“Right…” Talisa drawled. “Why aren’t you dating again?”