"Aye, I know," Jon said impassively, but she couldn't help but feel a cold shiver run along her spine, despite her fur cloak. Sansa had gotten quite good at reading people, especially her brother, and could tell he was both worried and furious. He fiddled with the handle of his sword for a short moment before agilely climbing atop Winter once again. "I shall be joining my wife shortly. Princess Sansa will continue to rule Winterfell in my stead."