Sansa wishes her hair was loose so she could fiddle with it but she guesses it's just as well that it isn't so she looks less nervous than she feels. Daemon's made it clear he won't hurt her, she's liked everything he's done so far, but this act is something that has always scared her and she thinks that's the point for women. It's not supposed to be appealing - or otherwise everyone would get with child regardless of marriage.

"I should undress, I think," she says, teeth catching her lower lip a bit. She does look at him though, trying to be bolder than she has been.

"It'll take a while. The dress is complicated."