"I don't like doing those things in public," Sansa warns. She has before, when under the influence of Eros, but it is certainly not something she wants to make a habit of. She finds herself at loose ends for a moment before reaching out and touching his hand lightly. If she's going to choose him as her partner to aid her with the collar, she is going to have to get used to touching him.

"Will you take my hand at least, Lord Baelish?"