[He glanced down at her as she patted his head. Was she petting him like an animal? Not surprised, honestly. Witches and their ways.] You’ve paid enough attention to remember I am the wolf of the north? My Blackbeak I am flattered
Ik this has been discussed at some length but truly this question is so baffling to me… when i read fiction I am not involved whatsoever & I do not exist in the world of the story