[Arya glances over at Nymeria, who turns to look back at her as well. The wolf tilts one ear to the side. Arya chews her lip.]

I don't know. My brother Jon said we were meant to have them. [And sometimes she even dreams she's a wolf, sometimes even that she's Nymeria herself, but that is a strange thing that she's not entirely sure she should share with anyone.] She's always listened to me ever since she was a pup.