Everything seems to pile upon her at once and the feeling she'd felt tickling at her since Daemon started touching her has finally come to a peak and she doesn't know if she will survive feeling any more. Then it happens and she starts cresting down over a wave she didn't know existed and, in spite of her desire to be quiet, a high pitched noise passes her lips even as she's lifting a hand to cover them.

If she'd been standing, she'd have collapsed and she's grateful she's on the table just now. Is this what he'd intended to do in the woods early? Or something else? Sansa had no idea this even existed so she has no idea what else exists either. All she knows is that this is the only time she's felt it and she'd like to feel it again.

"Daemon? What was that?"