"We have a deal. I won't be bringing anyone with me. I need no retinue and in spite of popular belief, I know how to dress myself. You are free to avail yourself of Winterfell's armorer to repair anything you'd like before we set out. Any supplies you need, request them, and they shall be yours."

Honestly, Sansa is glad of it because it means she doesn't have to worry about her person while she travels all over the North and she won't be dragging half a hundred people with her in some sort of grand tour. This is for business, not pleasure, and she's far past the girl who fancied herself a fine southern princess.

"When you are ready to set out, I shall be ready to go. I don't know how much of my story you know but I am no longer a spoiled girl."