"Bickered" would be a mild term for it. Either side would not let the other yield unless the other conceded to their demands which were unreasonable on each side. And I am grateful for your mother's kind regards. Know that they were returned, as much as I could. Which, in retrospect, was precious little.

[it was her fault, her fault alone. with Littlefinger whispering in her ear of who might become the true king, she'd taken a chance, one in retrospect she wishes she could take back. she should have taken the Tyrell forces and allied them to the North. she should have called the Lannisters on their foolishness. but by the time she started, it was far too late]

Sansa! Sansa is here? I would be overjoyed to see her again, I've missed her so! [and even with Ikaruga and Delmar, she hadn't felt such security with her feelings as she had with Sansa]