He isn’t really surprised to turn to find her closer to the fire, with Irriella trying to curl against her chest and Dany herself stroking the fur at the back of Ghost's neck. Ghost lowers his head again once the door is closed, letting his guard down to contentment.

"Before. But the dragons gave us those. My old nurse used to talk about a time before the dragons. She was old enough that you’d think she remembered them herself, but it wasn’t that, it was that she liked to tell stories to frighten us, and sometimes, we liked to be frightened. The stories she told... well, the ones I’m hearing now are a lot like them. Only these people seem to speak from experience, and their fear seems real.”

As he speaks, he opens the bottle of wine, which has been started for him, and pours some out into each cup.