It was a different response than Dany had given, but for Dany, this revelation was had been bittersweet. The last of her House had spoken of her and wanted to follow her path back to Westeros, perhaps even to be at her side. Yet he had been too old and too ill, that opportunity for family now lost to her. It had moved Jon, even as he tried to offer her warmth with the knowledge that she hadn't been alone in the world.

He couldn't imagine it holding the same weight with Viserys, as his circumstances were different than his sister's. For one, he was dead and the other, he had always had Dany. There was something about her that made her seem more alone, more solitary, even as she was surrounded by others. Jon could relate and understand her, while Viserys was an enigma to him, down to his madness.

"He was once," Jon responded softly. "Maester Aemon of the Night's Watch as he preferred." The Wall had no place for House loyalty. "He offered his wisdom when it was needed. When my father died, he told me who he was and how his vows had been tested as well." The choices they had to make, it was unequal to anything else.

"He was a good man who put his trust in me," even if Jon felt it wasn't deserved. "Because of him, I was made Lord Commander."