As their party entered the courtyard, Sansa noted that the atmosphere was somewhat sombre, despite the victory. There was no joyful celebration, just a grim silence. She saw her brother surrounded by some of the lords inside. He was wearing armour, but she couldn't make out the finer details as it was completely covered in blood. Before the battle, she had glimpsed it from a distance, and it was pitch black, but now it was different shades of bloody red. Jon's helmet was strapped on his belt, and his face looked tired, but his eyes were still sharp.