We had to throw rocks. I told her to run, to go be free, that I didn’t want her anymore. There were other wolves for her to play with, we heard them howling, and Jory said the woods were full of game, so she’d have deer to hunt. Only she kept following and finally we had to throw rocks. I hit her twice. She whined and looked at me and I felt so ‘shamed, but it was right, wasn’t it? The queen would have killed her.
“I think they both know it’s wrong. I think they both know it’s going to cause problems. But it’s that thing, when you suddenly feel that deeply about someone and you go through those events together, it’s like a runaway train. You can’t stop it from happening.” - Kit Harington
Do you know what I like about you? I honestly don’t. You’re not a hero. Oh. I’ve been heroic on occasion. I once charged through the Mud Gate of King’s Landing. I don’t want you to be a hero. Heroes do stupid things and they die. Drogo, Jorah, Daario, even this… Jon Snow. They all try to outdo each other. You can do the stupidest bravest thing.