[ Jon doesn't imagine he'd be worth much in a ransom. The whole point of being a Black Brother is that you're expendable. The only person who might have paid for his life is Eddard Stark, and he's dead. After only a moment of thought, Jon shakes his head. ]
Unlucky, from what I can tell so far.
[ Maybe this Wonderland seems a kinder place than Castle Black, but Jon's already antsy, feeling that he's been away from his duties for too long.
He sets forth again, but after only a few paces he gets the distinct sense that he's been here before. A quick look around reveals to him a tree that's bent in a specific way, its trunk crooked like the bent back of an old man. ]
... We're going around in circles.
[ He should be ashamed of himself. He thought he'd been paying attention, and he's navigated woods far more treacherous than these. ]
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Unlucky, from what I can tell so far.
[ Maybe this Wonderland seems a kinder place than Castle Black, but Jon's already antsy, feeling that he's been away from his duties for too long.
He sets forth again, but after only a few paces he gets the distinct sense that he's been here before. A quick look around reveals to him a tree that's bent in a specific way, its trunk crooked like the bent back of an old man. ]
... We're going around in circles.
[ He should be ashamed of himself. He thought he'd been paying attention, and he's navigated woods far more treacherous than these. ]