"Not any longer. Life is not a song or a story. It's difficult and sometimes you have to plow through it putting one step in front of the other until you get to the other side."

Sansa puts her hand on the table she uses for a desk in this chamber and finalizes that point.

"I'll get your gold and make the order for supplies. I will need some things even if it won't be many and you need your armor done. Tell the armorer you're first priority by my order and if you have trouble, send for me and I'll inform him myself. We can set out in two days."