[ a woman approaches him with a question, and when jon turns to answer he finds himself averting his eyes quickly — what is it with many of the people here, wearing dresses that are either too open or too short?

he sets his eyes to his vambraces than look at her directly, and hopes it does not come off as disrespectful. ]

I intend to, when a space opens among the line. There are many lining up for archery, but not many for the... polo, I think it was.

[ hitting small things while on horseback. why make a game of that? ]

Are you cheering for one of the courts, my lady?