"You know, I don't think I've ever fished in my life," Robb allowed with a dismayed crease to his brow. "You'd have thought with our Mother being a Tully that sort of thing would come more naturally." They'd not exactly been near any large bodies of water at Winterfell, but there had been a good many streams. In retrospect, it seemed inexcusable that he'd never learnt.

He shook his head, and then shrugged. "Well, I was going to suggest he come hunting with me, but perhaps he would teach me to fish instead. What do you think?"