Delirium scrunched up her face, smiling brightly as Summer licked her cheek and left a rather sweet, slobbery trail against her skin. Doggies were much easier than human mortals when it came to her meeting them. Well, they at least didn't have opposable thumbs to throw things at her if it went badly just teeth and she was good at avoiding teeth. She always managed to avoid Dream's Corinthian after all.

"Then it is very peachy keen to meet you Bran Stark," Delirium said shaking his hand with a pleased smile. He wasn't nearly as intimadating as Arya but then Delirium doubted there was anyone more indimidating than her... maybe her own older brother but that was it. "Robb is my love, so I suppose I am his Lady. Mmm... yes. Yes, I am."