So it was a literal wall. His world was slowly becoming more complex and a lot more interesting to her. It also seemed like a world that Bela didn't really want to be in either.

She had been listening to him, just quietly. Intently too. Jon had Bela's full attention.

"Oh, so you were in charge? I almost shudder to think of what the wall actually keeps out. I mean, if it's thousands of feet high and made of ice, you must have a serious problem on your hands." Bela frowned, remembering something.

"You know, Baelish left out the Lord Commander part."