Brave men, all of you. Butchered a woman pregnant with her babe. Cut the throat of a mother of five. Slaughtered your guests after inviting them into your home. But you didn't slaughter every one of the Starks. No, no, that was your mistake.
I'm a Stark, a Direwolf. Direwolves don't cry!
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.