We all must go home some day. And when we do, we'll be leaving so much behind- at home, my boyfriend's body is dust. [Her heart ached with that thought every day, even as she lay by his side.]

Perhaps... there is a way that you could stay. [She couldn't stay. Sansa had a country to run, her home needed her. But perhaps people could choose to remain here.] Have you asked the Sphere?