Your words will disappear. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear.
You’re the son of the last true Warden of the North. Northern families are loyal. They’ll fight for you if you ask. A monster has taken our home and our brother. We have to go back to Winterfell and save them both.
Winterfell is our home. It’s ours and Arya’s and Bran’s and Rickon’s. Wherever they are, it belongs to our family. We have to fight for it.