"Please don't..." He searched for words and through his own thoughts and feelings, "Don't distance yourself from me. You're all I have and all I care about."

Robb preferred to keep himself busy and occupied, to keep him away from this thoughts. It was far easier to focus on tasks and repairs than dwelling on his own feelings. A part of him died with Talisa that day, three years ago or more, and he didn't have to be alone. Things were comfortable here, modest, but comfortable and he was at ease with Margaery by his side. He said it back then and he would say it now, he'd do anything to protect her and keep her safe. That stayed true, and if she weren't here now, he wasn't sure what shape he'd be in.