Robb raised to his feet with an expression of confusion upon his face, though much like with a wolf with raised hackles and becoming territorial.

"Are you lying to me or find this amusing?" He glances around, expecting to find someone he knew, perhaps one of his siblings, playing a joke on him just behind her.

"Aye, and I don't recall yours," Robb is quick to reply, "As I am Lord of Winterfell." Was, actually, but that wasn't common to him just yet.