Mako: “Bolin, you alright?”
Bolin: “MAKO! I LOVE YOU!”

And now you curse me, because I’ve come home.

Hey, you know that whole friends thing? You were right, I don’t think I ever really had any. But I do now. And so do you. 

Broken, Bran thought bitterly as he clutched his knife. Is that what he was now? Bran the Broken? “I don’t want to be broken,” he whispered fiercely to Maester Luwin, who’d been seated at his right. “I want to be a knight.”