She was so calm and cheerful in the face of his obstinacy, it was easy to see why Robb would like her. Bran softened, a little. It was clear from the way Summer leaned into the petting that he didn't think she was dangerous. He could be as suspicious and protective of his brother as he wanted, but maybe he could be courteous at the same time. That's what Mother would say to do.

Bran ate another spoonful while he listened and tried to keep his expression neutral. "What did you do, if you were endless? Listen to peoples' prayers?"