[So they both were betrayed by their men. Somehow, that's comforting. Sansa, Arya and the rest, they suffered, but knowing that he and Jon had a similar experience made him feel less alone and guilty. They had always been close, little surprise that they faced much of the same opposition as leaders.
It was the matter with the Red Woman and the Lord of Light that he found a bit hard to swallow. Magic wasn't real, as far as he knew. The dead couldn't be raised, it was a story that Old Nan might tell them, but never really happened.
He never knew Jon to lie, which meant he had to find a way to wrap his mind around this and reconcile this idea.]
I wonder what the Old Gods would make of that.
[It was all he could think to say. He's flabbergasted by the rest.]
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It was the matter with the Red Woman and the Lord of Light that he found a bit hard to swallow. Magic wasn't real, as far as he knew. The dead couldn't be raised, it was a story that Old Nan might tell them, but never really happened.
He never knew Jon to lie, which meant he had to find a way to wrap his mind around this and reconcile this idea.]
I wonder what the Old Gods would make of that.
[It was all he could think to say. He's flabbergasted by the rest.]