When we had feasts, our family would sit up here... and I'd sit down there
I don't know how to ride a dargon
With the faces I can choose. I can become someone else. Speak in their voice, live in their skin, I could even become you. I wonder what it would feel like to wear those dresses, to be the Lady of Winterfell. All I'd need to find out is your face
Do you have a shred of honor?
