Sansa can keep her sewing needles. I've got a needle of my own.
Could you bring back a man without a head?
We both wanted to be other people when we were younger. You wanted to be a queen, to sit next to a handsome, young king on the Iron Throne. I wanted to be a knight, to pick up a sword like father and off to battle
Who cares how they are folded? They are going to get all messed up anyway.
