[ For now, the net gets tied around his hips loosely, it looks a little messy, and it isn't the right knot, not the one that Meera taught him, the one that pulls away with one tug. He'll have to work on it. But he has more important things to do than to tug at the net, especially while Robb Stark is talking to him. ]

Robb, then. [ The blond looks like he disagrees with what Robb has said about his crown and title not mattering where they were, but he keeps it to himself. ]

Howland Reed is my lord father, that's correct. My name is Jojen. I was a traveling companion of your brother's before I was brought here. [ His tired green eyes linger on Robb's eyes, searching for something most people can't see, or at least that's what it looks like. ] Have you been to the tree yet?