I want you to share my tent. I want you to pour my wine, laugh at my jokes, rub my legs when they are sore after a day's ride.
I'll send for your baby boy. And I'll launch him into Riverrun with a catapult. Because you don't matter to me
You're a man of action, aren't you? When it occurs to you to do something, you do it. Never mind the consequences
You should consider yourself lucky. At least your balls won't freeze off.