It colors everything. I am grateful for every day I wake up here.

[ Shortly, Ned chuckles. ]

Someone back home said I wore my honor like a suit of armor. In the end, it was my undoing. I suppose you could call it the ultimate limitation.

My name is Eddard Stark. I am called Ned.

[ Taking up another heart-cake, he breaks it in half and offers her one side. ] We have a tradition in the North called guest-right, a sacred sharing of bread and peace between host and guest . Though we are not under my roof, perhaps it will still count.