[ Petyr plucks up a few of the appetizers himself, picking at it slowly. He's always been one to savor his food. A habit he adopted from childhood when they had little. He would try to make his meager portions last as long as he could. And his slower eating had led to him never being able to finish a full plate of food at the Tully's -- much to Edmure's furthered teasing. But Petyr also takes his time in answering Sansa, shaking his head. ]

It's too dangerous to take the form of a bird to spy. There are predators to account for. But also some have taken to hunting mockingbirds for sport. Lucy and your brother have killed a number of my birds.

[ And Petyr seems to be affronted by it. Men could die, and he wouldn't bat an eye. But to kill his birds was cruel and unnecessary. ]

But truth be told, the easiest means of spying is the very communicator we have been given upon arrival. People do not tend to take the necessary precautions they should when speaking on it.