Hannibal saw how she reacted to the pups growling at Ramsay. He continued to walk alongside Margaery and set the pups down in the corner of the room. When she chose her meat, he signaled for the guards to take the remaining meats away. He did slice off a few chinks of the beef to feed the wolves. He closed the door to his chambers and moved to begin seasoning the chicken. He set the meat to cook before washing his hands off in the basin near his bed.

He removed his cloak before setting it across a bench and moved to take her cloak as well. "The fire is quite warm My Lady. There is no need for this cloak here." He said as he took the cloak.

He set two chairs before the fire and motioned for her to take a seat. He whistled for the pups to sit around them. The one Margaery had picked rested its head upon her feet. "She likes you." He noted.

He stayed still for a moment before turning to look at her. "Would you like some ale? Or perhaps water. I am afraid we do not have wine to offer. Our stores are quite low from the war." He explained.