[Jon frowns. He certainly hadn't thought of that.] There's shard-bearers who have been here long, might be one of them would know and share in the how of it. [But they aren't exactly crawling out of the stonework of the Cothromach.] Might be we could ask the queen, but that should wait: she has called all to the field of battle and we refuse her by taking up here instead. I do not know her temper.