[She can't help it -- Sansa has picked up one of the bears, a small, cute one, with a silver bow. She holds it in her hands, watching Korra and Naga with a faint, nostalgic smile.
It might have been like that, too... if she still had Lady. They never played fetch, never like Arya did with Nymeria, like Jon did with Ghost... but maybe Lady would have liked it. She won't know.
After Naga has bounded after one of the teddy bears, Sansa walks slowly closer.]