Sansa had stayed close to Tyrion while moving to Kirkwall. She had grown comfortable in Skyhold, naturally, but this was a new place and Tyrion was one of the few people she trusted with every single part of her. She wants to have a place where they can have a little bit of privacy, if only because she wants to see if she can find it in herself to be more intimate with him than she's been before and to do that, she needs to know that no one else will hear them.

Such thoughts shouldn't be in her head now, though, not when Tyrion is busy bartering trade goods for work. "Tell them I can sew, Tyrion," she reminds him gently. "People always need clothes."