Bran was finally getting used to the wheelchair. It was hard to move around alone but he was happy to have his family and Summer with him. And it was Summer who noticed the shadowy figure first. He walked up and sniffed him and then started headbutting the back of Bran's chair so it moved in Benjen's direction. Clearly, Bran had to meet this man.

"Summer likes you." Bran spoke aloud, trying to get his attention. It was hard to see his face but there was one thing he knew for certain. "You must be a Stark. And judging by your clothes, a man of the Night's Watch." He smiled. "Uncle Benjen?" He asked.