Sansa knows she's blushing from that tone of voice but at least she has the dress to focus on for the time being. It laces and buttons in the front because she knew she'd be taking this off herself or he would and Daemon doesn't...have patience with women's clothing. She's never going to wear this dress again so it doesn't really matter but it is beautifully made and it would be a shame to ruin it.

When she finishes with the dress, she lays it over the dressing screen before touching the hem of her shift. She knows that's going to have to come off as well but she leaves it on for now and comes to sit beside Daemon on the couch.

"Could you unpin my hair for me? Or should I do it?"