"We'll find your things." He reassured her. It would just take a little time, and luck. Before he worried about her lost belongings Robb wanted to find that inn. Food, warmth, and general comfort were far more important and much higher on his list of priorities at that moment.
He was surprised at her bowing to him over a simple little comb, but he couldn't keep from smiling. She was so...grateful and appreciative of every small thing.
Trying not to be a bother, he began tending to Dune, getting out a horse brush and giving him a quick run over while subtly watching Averella over the animal's back. Her hair was a bit of a mess, but as she brushed it out, slowly working out the knots and tangles, Robb could tell just how thick, beautiful, and dark the raven strands were. His hands itched just thinking about how silky it would be sliding through his fingers.
Yeah, he was going to have to do something about this pent up tension before going home. His sister didn't suffer foolish behavior like pestering maids.
Robb eventually gave up pretending to be busy or focused on Dune, instead moving over to join her on the log, although he kept a bit of distance between them and did his best not to actively watch her brush her hair. Finally she finished and when he reached for the comb he let his fingertips brush against her upturned palms, lingering over the contact for a few moments before pulling away and clearing his throat.
"You're welcome. I guess we should get going, before it decides to rain some more or something."