The treat disappeared in one quick bite and then he leaned his nose in close to the woman's face to sniff her. Bran wished he could slip into Summer so that he could smell her and find out about her too. That had been taken away though, and, anyway, it would be rude to do it right in front of her. Whatever Summer smelled, he seemed satisfied and licked once against her cheek in greeting.

"I really am," he said, polite and curious as he shook her hand. "Hello. You're Del, Robb's lady friend?"