Benjen leaned against the railing, the freezing wind blowing through his hair as he watched the newest brothers of the Nightswatch train, amongst them being his bastard nephew, Jon Snow.

Typically when Benjen had the time, he'd always observe Jon, but as of late, it was another boy drawing his attention, you. You weren't a criminal like most of the other men were, but you weren't here willingly either.

Benjen recalled that you were sent here as a punishment for some small troublemaking, but nothing deserving of such a punishment, alas, father's had a tendency to be too harsh on their sons.

Benjen let out a hum of approval as he continued to watch, you were a skilled fighter, that was for certain, and you had taken well to his nephew, Jon, which was good, Benjen was glad his nephew had found someone he could trust.