I will not take part in the argument between my brother Robb, who is called the King in the North, and Queen Cersei Lannister, who is the mother of Joffrey Baratheon, the King on the Iron Throne.

That satisfies my vow, as King Stannis reminded me.

[A pause. Jon is still kind of bad at this talking in public thing, so give the kid a break. Not a huge one, just a little break. Ghost is sitting beside him, yawning.]

Months ago, the ranger Strider and I went into the depths of the ship, hoping to find some trace of those who are lost or missing. Ghost went alongside us, but we found nothing, which I am sure is not surprising to any. We returned before the jump, but then Strider was gone, so he could not speak of this trip himself. I have been, since that time, occupied with matters of family aboard, and have not had the time to discuss this.

Has anyone else ranged into the ship?

[And a pause]

Also, the howling that has been coming from the Gardens - I spotted a direwolf there, but it fled from Ghost. I would keep caution, going there. They are dangerous things that can easily kill a man and think little of the act.

[ Alright. He can totally do this without screwing it up.

Yeah.

Totally.

He fumbles around with it for a minute, hits a few buttons, and just sort of stares at the screen. It's dead silent on the video feed while he just sort of tilts his head to the side, eyes narrowing in confusion. ]

Crap. It's on, isn't it?

[ Ah, shit.

He straightens the communicator out with one hand, uses the other to drag a hand down his face. Dean looks more exhausted than he has any right to, but he's been awake reading through his dad's journal and trying to get his hands on anything that could give him an inclination on how to get home or how he even got here. Unsuccessful, thus far.

Which brings him to this: stopping the whole anti-social thing. ]

So I guess some of you knew me when I was here before. But, uh, I don't exactly remember that. As a warning. So I guess reintroduce yourself, if you want.

[ A pause, because he forgot how bad he is at this crap. Dean's good for one-on-one, for hanging out and drinking a beer or two, not- Wait. ]

And before I make this any more stupidly awkward like a nerd at prom -- anyone up for a drink? Be a lot better at this after a couple.