Her heart was beating like a drum. She took deep breaths, trying to regain her calm. Sansa had gotten good at observing people, but her brother kept surprising her. Her wits and courtesies had been her only weapons for a long time, and she had grown proficient in their use. It was easy to notice that Jon had changed greatly and was no longer the broody and sullen boy she knew. Now, he was calm and confident, with a small amount of mischief hidden underneath.