Margaery was rather relieved to know that the peeks hadn't come from something sinister. Of course, that was only if she took Hannibal at his word. Which she was inclined to do, he seemed sincere enough. There was a certain irony to it, however. "Taking the Stark home and sigil, a little insulting, don't you think?" It was a tease, and she smiled almost playfully as she looked to him.

So he was smarter than Ramsay, though that wasn't saying much, in Margaery's eyes. But that made him resourceful at least, she could appreciate that.

"Perhaps you would be so kind as to teach me his tells, and how to get under his skin further? Surely as his brother you would know all about that," she chuckled. But if she truly was to stay here, she would need to know when Ramsay was up to something.