I'm the man who killed Jaime Lannister.
I want to fight for Winterfell, Lady Sansa... If you'll have me.
A few died in transit. They cheated at dice. Or maybe I cheated. Someone cheated. They weren't good fighters. You won't miss them.
But we're family. The last Greyjoys left in the world. The last ones with balls anyway.
Does she like it gentle or rough?
There's nothing quite like it, is there? The love of the people. Though I suppose you wouldn't know
You deserve more than a true friend