Bran opened his mouth, a retort on his lips but he stopped it. It would not do to be childish in this. Perhaps Tyrion was just the person he needed to finally be able to explain the truth of what he knew.

When he did finally speak again, it was slow and he was careful of every word, making sure it was right. Just like when he was climbing and testing every foothold before setting his weight on it. "And what if I already knew things that were keeping me from sleeping at night?"