[That makes her pull back just a little, as if the child were a dog that had just snapped its jaws at her. Such language. The boy cries out for his "gramma" and Margaery considers how her own grandmother might react to hearing profanity from this child.

Probably pick him up to wash his mouth out with soap at the nearest sink.

All the better that Margaery happened to be the one to come upon this child. Not everyone can find the patience for little ones.]

You shouldn't say such things. I doubt your grandmother would want you to be so crude with your words. Is she on board, by the way? Perhaps I could take you to her.