[Slowly lowering herself onto the edge of their bed, a tightness beginning in her throat as she listened. Trying to lighten the conversation off track had failed, and she could hear the unmistakable tension in his voice. Dream or no, why hadn't she been there? What did it mean?]
Ned, I'm sorry. You shouldn't have been alone with this, before and after Arya came to you. A dream, is all.