[He nods, solemnly, as lordly as he can. How often did he see Robb change to Robb the Lord, or Robb the King? He knows how to square his shoulders, how to hold himself--a lord to be trusted, not a little brother.]

I will ask, should I need it. But I won't. I am worthy of your trust, you will see.

[Some of his lord's courtesy falls from him as he hesitates, and next adds:] I have a different question to ask of you, if I can.