It took Jon a moment to realize the woman was talking to him. She was a lovely thing, slender and bright eyed, but it had been so long since he'd talked to a woman other than in passing that it left him a little dumbfounded.

"Oh, no, not really. I'm not in your way, am I? I can move." He wished Ghost was here. At least the direwolf would give him something to talk about so he wasn't groping for something to say.