[The video feed goes shaky for a moment as Bran picks up his device--it might be a little nauseating, all this sudden and sharp movement. But eventually he has it in the place that he wants it, and that's looking straight at Summer: a massive direwolf, laying on the floor with his head on his paws. He raises his eyes toward the device when it catches his interest, ears pricking, but otherwise doesn't move.

Bran re-situates the device after a few moments, with a proud little smile.]

That's Summer. He's a direwolf. And Grey Wind and Ghost are his brothers, and Lady is his sister. Each of us has one, and they have come all the way to this ship to be with us. They are good company, and helpful, and I'm very glad that they came to be with us. And it isn't the same as remembering a person, but-- they help us to remember home, too.