And you'd do that? To a poor, d'fenseless girl, like m'self?

[ A bit – alright, a lot – of fibbing, complete with her best lady-kneeler expression, as she advances just a few steps closer. Ygritte is far from defenseless.

Although, with his height and muscle advantage, she's not naive enough to deny that he could make good on that threat. She spreads her mittened hands. ] – Look, I've not got no weapon on me. You'd be killin' an innocent woman. You beaten many o' those, t' death?