[Jaime sounds bone tired. He's putting his usual face on it, but the weariness is unmistakable.]
- da, go and fuss over Brienne, will you please?
[He clears his throat and raises his voice.Alright, those things at the fountain are direwolves from Westeros. I presume you all noted how huge the mother was, as if you didn't you must be bloody blind
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