"Oh, no," she said, giggling a little at the idea of Rickon standing over them and scowling and Jack trying to explain. "Not that. It's just... it's nice out here, you know?"

That was part of it--most of it, actually. Not that the island wasn't normally beautiful, but it was especially so tonight. But there was a little part of her that was somewhat skittish at getting close with Jack again, even though she needed it.