Clothing is a high commodity in the winter. Without it, many of the lower class freeze. (It's not something she turns a blind eye to; it bothers her.) I'm not certain I miss anyone...

(There is a pause, an intake of breath.) ...except Father.

(Yes, Alayne would miss her father. Sansa misses her father too, but she knows that feeling is fruitless.)

My situation is much easier than yours. I'm sorry you have to make such a choice.