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"
No
,
"
said
Jon
,
smiling
,
"
but
Grenn
held
his
own
against
Halder
this
morning
,
and
Pyp
is
no
longer
dropping
his
sword
quite
so
often
as
he
did
.
"
"
Pyp
?
"
"
Pypar
is
his
real
name
.
The
small
boy
with
the
large
ears
.
He
saw
me
working
with
Grenn
and
asked
for
help
.
Thorne
had
never
even
shown
him
the
proper
way
to
grip
a
sword
.
"
He
turned
to
look
north
.
"
I
have
a
mile
of
Wall
to
guard
.
Will
you
walk
with
me
?
"
"
If
you
walk
slowly
,
"
Tyrion
said
.
"
The
watch
commander
tells
me
I
must
walk
,
to
keep
my
blood
from
freezing
,
but
he
never
said
how
fast
.
"
They
walked
,
with
Ghost
pacing
along
beside
Jon
like
a
white
shadow
.
"
I
leave
on
the
morrow
,
"
Tyrion
said
.
"
I
know
.
"
Jon
sounded
strangely
sad
.
"
I
plan
to
stop
at
Winterfell
on
the
way
south
.
If
there
is
any
message
that
you
would
like
me
to
deliver
...
"
"
Tell
Robb
that
I
'm
going
to
command
the
Night
's
Watch
and
keep
him
safe
,
so
he
might
as
well
take
up
needlework
with
the
girls
and
have
Mikken
melt
down
his
sword
for
horseshoes
.
"
"
Your
brother
is
bigger
than
me
,
"
Tyrion
said
with
a
laugh
.
"
I
decline
to
deliver
any
message
that
might
get
me
killed
.
"
