Now in a hall at King’s Landing. We see Syrio shutting a door and holding two wooden swords. He slowly steps down towards Arya and tosses her one of the swords, she seamlessly catches it as he takes his fighting stance.
Arya Stark: I don’t want to practice today.
Syrio Forel: No?
Arya Stark: They killed Jory. My father is hurt. I don’t care about stupid wooden swords.
Syrio Forel: You are troubled.
Arya Stark: Yes –
Syrio Forel: Good! Trouble is the perfect time for training. When you are dancing in the meadow with your dolls and kittens, this is not when fighting happens.
Arya Stark: I don’t like dolls and k –
Syrio Forel: You’re not here. You’re with your trouble. If you’re with your trouble when fighting happens…
Arya makes a move for Syrio, who quickly counters and puts her on her back.
Syrio Forel: … More trouble for you. Just so… How can you be quick as a snake, or as quiet as a shadow, when you are somewhere else? You are fearing for your father, hmm? That is right. Do you pray to the gods?
Syrio Forel: The old and the new.
Syrio Forel: There is only one god. And his name is death. And there is only one thing we say to death – “Not today.”
Syrio steps back and tosses Arya her sword back, she catches it and assumes the counter position.
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