Whatever his Brotherhood did, it was no cut and dry fight for the people -- not like how it had been sold. Perhaps Podrick had been from a noble house but it was minor in its own right. And he was (if possible) a gentler soul than her. Aside from the rumours from during the Blackwater--

Sansa shook her head and bent to the work and swore that she would not cry for him. Gentle soul or not, he'd been loyal to Tyrion first. That was evident enough if he was now searching for her. No -- not now. Had been. The past tense tore at her resolve and she breathed in, shook her head once more, and set the second pauldron aside.

She moved behind him to pull next at the backplate.