Three years. What had he been doing as a cripple for three years? Riding? He mustn't have gone to King's Landing, that much was obvious, but could he really be trained to be Lord of Winterfell if he had no mobility of his own?

Eventually, Bran tore his mind back to the Imp and he turned his gaze upon him. "Thank you. For telling me the truth. And for having the courage my family did not."