She opened her mouth and closed it, then nodded once. "If you wish me to have it, I would be happy to keep it." She nodded once, as if it that meant it was settled. "I will have something from you, then, no matter what." She smiled at that, even if it was a bit of an odd smile; she had nothing really from Sandor, and even though she'd want nothing from Jaime and Tyrion, she had nothing from either. "I will treasure it, Peeta."