"Yes, they're the sort that just seem to melt in your mouth, aren't they?" Sansa hasn't had anything fresh and sweet like this in Winterfell since before she went south all those years ago. It reminds her of summer days and sweeter times, of a time when she was just a girl with a heart full of dreams.

"So Jester, she was your friend? Do you hope she'll end up here or do you think she's better off staying at home?"

For Sansa's part, she wants her family here so she can selfishly know they're safe but she knows they're needed in Westeros. Desire cannot outweigh need.