"Oh, I can leave you to your work," she said with a small smile, taking a step back as if she was getting out of the way. "You're an artist?" She'd never known anyone who was - not for art's sake, even though the courts in King's Landing had portrait painters and the like. "My- I didn't know if you knew, but Klaus is an artist as well." My friend,, she had been going to say, but as she'd told Steve, things seemed to have changed considerably between them.