[Half a sigh, and an expression that is more resigned than sad.]

I did. Robb and Rickon were killed by enemies of our family. [Kinder, he thinks, to leave out that Rickon had been killed at his own feet, when he had been racing to try to save his young brother. He has seen how people's faces change when they hear that.] The other two, lost for many years, though I'm told they've come home. I've had no chance to see them -- I've been here. But I'm grateful that they live.

This game of yours, what's next in it?