"You're not missing much," I said, grinning as my teeth closed around my ice pop, playfully smug as I bit off a piece without dropping it all over myself.

"Maybe," I said, reaching over and picking a chunk of orange ice off the collar of his hospital gown and pitching it into the trash can. "I haven't heard anybody mention Westeros, but there are people from all over. Different places, different times. It's not like I know everybody."