You do have a choice, and you've made it.
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
And now you're gonna share it with me? The deep wisdom you found inside the head of a bird?
When enough people make false promises, words stop meaning anything. Then there are no more answers, only better and better lies
