[This seven she's given him... it's middling, isn't it? It's on the high end, it could win the game for him or lose it. He begins to think that, like so many other things, the game is about luck and what you do with your luck... but the results of this hand remain to be seen.]

My -- well, he isn't my Hand, but my friend, Ser Davos Seaworth -- he was born in Flea Bottom. He's a good man. [I owe him my life.] And we know that some of the highest born, like Cersei Lannister or Walder Frey... they might be among the worst you'll meet. There's no telling.

I'd like to think that we can remember what we learn here, but there may be small hope of that.

[He glances down at the cards to indicate a shift back to them in subject.]

What's next?