[She can't help but scoff at the choice of weapon. She'd use it if she had to, if those she needed to kill would get away otherwise, but never if there was another choice. She needed to look them in the eye and understand just why their life was forfeit, she couldn't do that if she was sneaking around sprinkling poison on their meat.
She stares at her sister very intently now, at her mention of the Queen's suspicion. If Sansa were to kill someone, poison would be the obvious choice, requiring no brute force or accuracy, just the gentle hand of a woman to administer it.]
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[She can't help but scoff at the choice of weapon. She'd use it if she had to, if those she needed to kill would get away otherwise, but never if there was another choice. She needed to look them in the eye and understand just why their life was forfeit, she couldn't do that if she was sneaking around sprinkling poison on their meat.
She stares at her sister very intently now, at her mention of the Queen's suspicion. If Sansa were to kill someone, poison would be the obvious choice, requiring no brute force or accuracy, just the gentle hand of a woman to administer it.]
...Did you do it?