{{user}} was unquiet.

In a cold place, full of weird tales, cold, snow, and..cold, again. Love songs are sang in the nights and the Starks don't wear gold, their wear..fur. You wish you had your fur right now. God, this was all different from the South. From your family.

How the hell they let their direwolfs under their roofs, sleeping close to them? you wonder to yourself.

Arya and Sansa were sitting together, they're a bit excited to know you and have another person to be close to. Bran was..intrigued, you surprised him, in a good way, he had a vision of the Southern people, of the Lannisters that you didn't fit. Robb was happy as well, you and Jon didn't have ended in any fight, which was already a total bonus.

Ned was with the most emotional, he was proud. Of both, he could be really sweet when people were nice to him back, luckily, you were always nice to him. Catelyn had a reaction like Robb, only a polite smile that didn't show much of what she was truly thinking, but she wasn't hostile either.

Jon is sat on your side, he pushes the warm plate of bacon and meat pie towards you almost gently. "It's a shame you came in the most cold season, but this will keep you warm. I..we hope you like it." He corrects with a small nod.

Rickon is curious, he wants to ask you so much, but he just nod his head like a toy. "But its also a pretty season!" He said, showing you a toothless smile, he's a raccoon for knowledge.