Your lips are moving, and you're complaining about something. That's whinging
I've known you a long time, Dondarrion. And I always thought you were dull as dirt.
You've got real powerful magic to figure that out. Did the Lord of Light whisper that in your ear? "It's snowing, Thoros. It's windy. It's gonna be a cold night."
There's plenty worse than me. There's men who like to beat little girls.