When I last saw you, you were a boy. A fearless boy. Loved to climb the castle walls, frighten his mother
I'm a Stark, a Direwolf. Direwolves don't cry!
I followed you into war, twice, without doubts, without second thoughts. But I will not follow you now
Kneel before me, lay your sword at my feet, pledge me your service, and you'll rise again as Jon Stark, Lord of Winterfell