[ He smiles. ] I am glad they brought you some comfort. And the silly doll I got you, long after you had put away your last doll. [ Ned's learned a lot about parenting girls since then. Ironically, Sansa and Arya have taught him a lot here. He will never have the opportunity to put that into practice back in Westeros, or on any future daughters, but he continues to try to be a better father in the here and now. ]

She loved that Sept, simple though it was. It seems the right place. [ Ned is quiet a moment, considering. What they did with his bones now mattered little. His spirit was returned to the old gods. ] No, I trust you to see to our Stark customs. I have no other wishes except...every now and then, come to the godswood, the heart tree, and if I can see you, can come to you, even on the wind...I will.

[ He clears his throat. Even this line of conversation was better than the outrages of Baelish and the others upon his little girl. ] What happened to Robin? Did he ever outgrow his curse of a mother?