two;
[So, dragons indeed; for Sansa, someone who used to spend her time surrounded by direwolves, dragons should perhaps not be viewed as such a threat... and yet, she can't help but watch them fly with apprehension.
And even with Steve flying on one of them, proving that they are not about to eat him, Sansa can't help but take an involuntary step back when he offers her a ride.]
I... I'm not sure I can. [But on the other hand... she can hardly keep being stuck here on the ground, either.]