Robb had to press onwards. He hadn't taken a look at his body yet to see the thick, ugly scars marring his skin; the only thing important at the moment was to get out of the elements if he truly was going to survive. He didn't understand any of this.

"Then... Where?" Robb's arms faltered, slipping down his brother's to rest at his elbows as he looked out the window, as if the answer would be right in front of him. At least the good thing was, they weren't alone.