She breathed in through her nose. Yes, she supposed it did smell lovely. But it smelled the same as almost any meal she'd had in the Eyrie -- meat. Meat meat and more meat, covered in herbs and wines. The only thing she missed about King's Landing was the delicate taste of some fish dishes and the craftsmanship displayed in their pastries.

Sansa returned to her seat, thereby freeing him of his duty to remain standing.