She smiled, though it was a small and watery sort of smile.

"I have. Not back in Westeros, you understand. But here. Chocolate is very nice; I like it. It's rich and sweet and just a little bitter and one day Sigrid brought up these tarts with chocolate and raspberry and..."

And if she continued like this she was apt to make her stomach growl. Sansa exhaled. "It's not fair to tempt ourselves so with things we can't yet have."