They managed to find some cover away from the fight, hiding behind a tall sturdy building, that might have been a temple, Jon could not say. But at least here, debris could not hurt them, and they were out of sight from the sea serpent. Letting go of his sister, he took a step back, giving her a long look. Though he should have been angry with her for putting herself in danger, there was only worry in his grey eyes: after all, he had not seen Sansa since he had left Winterfell, when they were both merely a boy and a girl. Now he was Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, and she was the wife of a Lannister.

"Are you hurt?" he asked, torn between moving further away and giving her a sound hug. Would she even allow him to do so?