Tormund: I saw him riding that thing. I did. That's why we all agreed to follow him. That's the kind of man he is. He's little... but he's strong. Strong enough to befriend an enemy and get murdered for it! Most people get bloody murdered, they stay that way. Not this one.

Jon Snow: Yeah, I didn't have much say in that.

Tormund: Ah! He comes back and keeps fighting. Here, north of the Wall, and then back here again. He keeps fighting. He keeps fighting. He climbed on a f*cking dragon and fought. What kind of person climbs on a f*cking dragon? A madman or a king!