Last time I saw him, he was in the courtyard at Winterfell. He said, “Next time I see you, you’ll be all in black.” I was jealous of Robb my whole life. The way my father looked at him, I wanted that. He was better than me at everything
fighting and hunting and riding and girls. Gods, the girls loved him. I wanted to hate him, but I never could.
The show is — a bit weirdly — playing Sansa and Jon’s scenes as if they’re a romantic couple waiting to happen. (People keep doubting me on this, but seriously, compare their scenes to the way the season two scenes between Talisa and Robb were shot.)