With the faces I can choose. I can become someone else. Speak in their voice, live in their skin, I could even become you. I wonder what it would feel like to wear those dresses, to be the Lady of Winterfell. All I'd need to find out is your face
Brave men, all of you. Butchered a woman pregnant with her babe. Cut the throat of a mother of five. Slaughtered your guests after inviting them into your home. But you didn't slaughter every one of the Starks. No, no, that was your mistake.