The guesture wasn't uncommon nor unexpected. Robb had certainly grown comfortable around Margaery, wrapping an arm around her middle loosely, some weight remained in his outstretched opposite arm. As he watched the flames of the fire and glancing over to the dog every so often, Robb relaxed in this state.

"We should sleep by the fire tonight." He suggested, the room was becoming warmer by the minute and little Robb would be more comfortable with them close by.