FIONA GALLAGHER I think I was trying to prove something, not to you but to myself. Prove that I didn’t deserve you. Or this job. Your parents, your friends, all these nice normal functional people. I really didn’t think I deserved any of it. And in the end I was right.
I’m not well suited for imprisonment. Shocking, I know. Some men are. Ned Stark; I imagine he made an excellent prisoner right up until the end. But me, though - my life has left me uniquely unfit for constraint.