Oh, she will not be placated. She is going, and she is participating. Whether Ned likes it or not. (Or any of her brothers would.) She knows how her brothers feel about her... wilful, stubborn determination to fight and do the things that they do. As their equal. But Ned is the one who at least indulges her a little. He just might need a little convincing in this.

“If this boar is as dangerous as they’re saying, I don’t know that I want to risk Ice. We don’t know how our horses will react in the situation. It might be safer to be on foot.” If one of their horses startled and threw them, they would be in worse shape than if they started on the ground.

Lyanna looks at him, stunned. She hadn’t expected him to suggest Jon... or for him to say THAT about him. “Your SON?” She is... beyond shocked, and incredulous. This is Ned they’re talking about. He doesn’t... do that. He’s not Brandon, who has no doubt fathered more than his share of bastards. “He reminded me of Brandon.” He LOOKS like Brandon, more than he looks like Ned. But he is definitely a Stark. She just... thought he was her nephew by a different brother. Or something like that. “Are you sure?” She means that as much as ‘are you sure he’s your son?’ as she means ‘are you sure you want us to ask him?’.