Lots of things make me happy, like killing Polliver, killing Rorge
Could you bring back a man without a head?
With the faces I can choose. I can become someone else. Speak in their voice, live in their skin, I could even become you. I wonder what it would feel like to wear those dresses, to be the Lady of Winterfell. All I'd need to find out is your face
Nothing's worth anything to dead men
