The topic was related... but it was different. And that was enough to make Tyrion smile a little. She was sharing something with him. Something that few soldiers ever did. Oh, Soldiers new how to share. But they only knew how share tales of debauchery and death, each comparing how well they had killed, or how poorly they had eaten. How long they went without a whore to bed them, or how drunk they got.
"I can only imagine" he replied simply, smiling still. "So you could have spent a few days in a cabin but instead you chose to camp?" he laughed, taking a drink afterwards. "Are you half Wildling?" he joked. It was that or he asked if she was half mad. They were roughly both the same in the long run, but he knew 'civilised' men just as savage.