[ Again, a long moment of silence. Just their footsteps in the snow. It’s such a strange thing to contemplate, and only one thing comes to mind. Something a boy on Pyke knew a long time ago, before the words ever made sense to him: ]

What is dead may never die, but rises again, harder and stronger.

[ Jon hasn’t drowned or been baptized, but doesn’t it fit the situation eerily well all the same? His uncle Aeron isn’t here to berate him for it. ]

You haven’t been drowned. You don’t serve the Drowned God, but I think you have as much right to hear those words as any ironborn.