Tyrion's gaze narrowed thoughtfully - he would have to look into those. He quirked a faint smile, "I am sure they do, and you shall train on them, the great warrior that you shall be."

Ice cream, clothes, different kinds of fighting, drinks, you could not escape, and there were ... rabbit monsters? And werewolves.

Yes, he was definitely going to put in a trip to their library - wait, what?

A smile unexpectedly burst across his face, "No, you, Podrick? Who is the fortunate lady?"