Del let out a quiet soft, happy noise at the fingers playing with her hair. For someone who touched others hair quite often, her hair was very rarely touched... she was very rarely touched. People let her touch them, hold them and hug them but very few people touched her. It felt like it was just Robb now, the twins, not many others. Turning her head up to Robb, Del pressed her lips together before sliding her hands up his chest.

"I could tell you if you close your eyes, then it will be like you are almost in the Dreaming." Del said thoughtfully. "Close your eyes Robb Stark."