To the proverbial snake in the grass,
I respect your honesty.
I’m not sure I respect your judgement, but I’m sure your plans are a bit too subtle for me.
Mind you, while I’m not going to leave myself unprotected, I don’t claim to be unassailable.
The only things I can claim to be are prickly and vengeful.
Your commitment to peace in the South is extremely noble.
As a fellow man of peace, I have only the highest respect for your integrity.
Can’t argue with that thinking.
One or both of us will be in for a rough time soon, and the Blackwater and the Kingswood are both attractive targets.
I will be marching siege equipment past Harrenhal, and the operative word is past.
My head isn’t painted on.
Any mutual agression would just be us sounding the dinner bell for the surrounding carrion birds.
Haven’t seen each other in a while.
How’s the squid business working out?
Boy, those seas are getting crowded, aren’t they?
You’re really trying to make me rethink my position here, mate.
I could posture a bit and make valid points about “you and what fucking army?”.
I suppose it was only a gentleman’s agreement, though, and I suppose acting like a gentleman is too much to be expected from a ravenous wolf. (and your lack of foresight has certainly led you to starve yourself)
Yeah, you can have The Fingers. It’s not the sort of place I’m going to go to war over.
With gritted teeth,
- Barry Baratheon, Manliest of Kings, etc.