Though Hans watched her carefully as he ate his lunch, still hoping to observe any other signs of how she felt about the beginnings of their conversation, Sansa didn't reveal very much at all. She was impressive in her lack of tells, really, and Hans found her even more intriguing.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sansa," he said, meaning it. If anything, she could prove to be an interesting person to know.
Hans couldn't help but give a small chuckle at her apology. "I doubt you're the only one who feels that way, no matter how long it's been since they've arrived here." He was speaking from experience, of course. "I accept your apology and appreciate the consideration you took in offering."
His eyes looked her up and down again, once again taking in the clothes she wore. No, she certainly was not dressed for defending her own life. Though nothing had happened of that nature since his arrival, he'd read enough on the device to know that it was all too much of a possibility.