Tormund: The day I ask my people to fight with the crows is the day my people cut my guts from my belly and make me eat them.
Jon Snow: And how many of your people can’t fight? The women, the children, the old, the sick… what happens to them? You’re condemning them to death. Worse than death because you’re too proud to make peace. Or maybe you’re not proud. Maybe you’re just a coward.
