“I almost forgot, ” he told her. “All the best swords have names.”
“Like Ice, ” she said. “Does this have a name? Oh, tell me.”
“Can’t you guess?” Jon teased. “Your very favorite thing.”
Arya seemed puzzled at first. Then it came to her. She was that quick. They said it together: “Needle!”
The memory of her laughter warmed him on the long ride north.