→→Ghost sat on his haunches watching, silent as ever. Will he howl for me when I'm dead, as Bran's wolf howled when he fell ? Jon wondered. Will Shaggydog howl, far off in Winterfell, and Grey Wind and Nymeria, wherever they might be ?
→→He knew, he thought numbly. He knew what they would ask of me. He thought of Samwell Tarly then, of Grenn and Dolorous Edd, of Pyp and Toad back at Castle Black. Had he lost them all, as he had lost Bran and Rickon and Robb ? Who was he now ? What was he ? A Clash of Kings, Jon VII
→→Janos Slynt twisted his neck around to stare up at him. "Please, my lord. Mercy. I'll... I'll go, I will, I..."
→→No, thought Jon. You closed that door. Longclaw descended. A Dance with Dragons, Jon II