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"
I
guess
,
"
said
Hot
Pie
,
scrambling
on
all
fours
for
a
big
rock
to
throw
.
Arya
could
not
believe
what
she
was
seeing
.
She
hated
Hot
Pie
!
Why
would
he
risk
himself
for
her
?
The
one
with
the
broken
nose
still
thought
it
was
funny
.
"
You
girls
put
away
them
rocks
and
sticks
before
you
get
spanked
.
None
of
you
knows
what
end
of
a
sword
to
hold
.
"
"
Ido
!
"
Arya
wouldn
’
t
let
them
die
for
her
like
Syrio
.
She
wouldn
’
t
!
Shoving
through
the
hedge
with
Needle
in
hand
,
she
slid
into
a
water
dancer
’
s
stance
.
Broken
Nose
guffawed
.
The
officer
looked
her
up
and
down
.
"
Put
the
blade
away
,
little
girl
,
no
one
wants
to
hurt
you
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
a
girl
!
"
she
yelled
,
furious
.
What
was
wrong
with
them
?
They
rode
all
this
way
for
her
and
here
she
was
and
they
were
just
smiling
at
her
.
"
I
’
m
the
one
you
want
.
"
"
He
’
s
the
one
we
want
.
"
The
officer
jabbed
his
shortsword
toward
the
Bull
,
who
’
d
come
forward
to
stand
beside
her
,
Praed
’
s
cheap
steel
in
his
hand
.
But
it
was
a
mistake
to
take
his
eyes
off
Yoren
,
even
for
an
instant
.
Quick
as
that
,
the
black
brother
’
s
sword
was
pressed
to
the
apple
of
the
officer
’
s
throat
.
"
Neither
’
s
the
one
you
get
,
less
you
want
me
to
see
if
your
apple
’
s
ripe
yet
.
I
got
me
ten
,
fifteen
more
brothers
in
that
inn
,
if
you
still
need
convincing
.
I
was
you
,
I
’
d
let
loose
of
that
gutcutter
,
spread
my
cheeks
over
that
fat
little
horse
,
and
gallop
on
back
to
the
city
.
"
He
spat
,
and
poked
harder
with
the
point
of
his
sword
.
"
Now
.
"
The
officer
’
s
fingers
uncurled
.
His
sword
fell
in
the
dust
.
"
We
’
ll
just
keep
that
,
"
Yoren
said
.
"
Good
steel
’
s
always
needed
on
the
Wall
.
"
