[ He can't help the laugh that comes out, the sound caught between disbelief and genuine (if not slightly manic) joy. ] Right? [ How is Tormund Giantsbane the only person who understands, right away, why it is killing Aerys was the right thing to do? Tormund, who hadn't even been there to see or hear of his dreadful acts? ]

Oh, we say that oaths and promises and words are everything. That honour is important, that it's what makes or breaks a man. But what good is an oath if you swear it to someone monstrous? Is it honourable to let your king hurt the innocent, the weak?

I wanted to be a knight ever since I was a boy, and to serve someone so-- so cruel, so convinced everyone was an enemy who deserved to die... [ He laughs again. He's not sure if it's because of the drink or the subject, but his head does feel lighter. ]

Perhaps I was born on the wrong side of the Wall. Your people seem to be far more reasonable than the idiots here.