-What are we going to do about this dinner, then? -”We can have blue soup to start, orange pudding to end, and… well, for main course, we have… uh, congealed green gunge. -That is caper berry gravy. -Oh, yes. Yeah. Do you have eggs? -Yes. Right. -Omelet it is, then. -Ah. With caper berry gravy.
She pushed him back against the trunk of a tree and kissed him, full on the lips right there in the midst of the ragged column. Jon heard Grigg the Goat urging her on. Someone else laughed. He kissed her back despite all that. When they finally broke apart, Ygritte was flushed. “You’re mine,” she whispered. “Mine, as I’m yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first we’ll live.”