"I am what I am," Lya said, making it to her feet with minimal help, thank you very much. She went and picked up her own sword. At least she hadn't placed Wind up for the betting. She couldn't bare to part with it, but gold? There was surely plenty of that lying around that Will wouldn't mind giving out on loan.
Because she planned to win it back.
"And that is a Stark," she said with a grin, "To the joy and amusement of my brother and the complete annoyance of his Lady Wife," she had no problem admitting that.