The name doesn't mean anything to her, save for what she knows "Snow" means. She regards him for a moment, seeing elements of the North about him, but there was little else that she recognized. Yet he seemed to treat her as though there was some sort of friendship between them. It wasn't terrible, especially while she was not feeling her best and lost in this world.

"Dragonstone?" She was almost breathless at the thought. She had set aside those plans for the protection and safety of Meereen. To have someone claim she later sails for Westeros made her heart swell. "I must be very old by then."