( Sansa's never read cards for a man so she's not quite sure what she'd think of for him. It takes a moment, but then she lets a smile fall on her lips and draws little nonsense patterns against the wood of the table. )

Oh, well, you're a seaman, aren't you? You'd find a great treasure, perhaps, or capture an enemy fleet. If you were looking longingly at one of the ladies over supper, I would say that you'd find a wife very soon. It's all about looking at the person and seeing what they want written in their eyes.