Careful of that one. She wants you dead
You'll be a wonderful lord, and any lady would be lucky to have you. But I'm not a lady. I never have been. That's not me.
Who cares how they are folded? They are going to get all messed up anyway.
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
