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Top 10 Jon/Satin moments

(chronologically, with bad commentary) 1. "the Oldtown boy wandered restlessly around the parapets, fussing with the clothes on straw men. Maybe he thinks they will fight better if they’re posed just right. Or maybe this waiting is fraying his nerves the way it’s fraying mine. The boy claimed to be eighteen, older than Jon, but he was green as summer grass for all that. Satin, they called him, even in the wool and mail and boiled leather of the Night’s Watch; the name he’d gotten in the brothel where he’d been born and raised. He was pretty as a girl with his dark eyes, soft skin, and raven’s ringlets. Half a year at Castle Black had toughened up his hands, however, and Noye said he was passable with a crossbow. Whether he had the courage to face what was coming, though . . ." (p688, A Storm of Swords by George R. R. Martin) HOW DO YOU KNOW HOW HIS HANDS FEEL JON? HOW DO YOU KNOW? And how do you know that the rest of his skin is soft? I mean, it's enough that you think he's "pretty as a girl" but I really just want to know how you know this.

2. "“It’s cold.” Satin stood with his hands tucked into his armpits under his cloak. His cheeks were bright red. Jon made himself smile. “The Frostfangs are cold. This is a brisk autumn day.” “I hope I never see the Frostfangs then. I knew a girl in Oldtown who liked to ice her wine. That’s the best place for ice, I think. In wine.” Satin glanced south, frowned. “You think the scarecrow sentinels scared them off, my lord?” “We can hope.” It was possible, Jon supposed . . . but more likely the wildlings had simply paused for a bit of rape and plunder in Mole’s Town" (p691, A Storm of Swords by George R. R. Martin) Jon makes himself smile to reassure Satin and he doesn't disparage his fairly irrelevant comments or crush his optimism. It's kind of adorable. 3. "Satin was loosing quarrels at the wildlings on the steps, then ducking down behind a merlon to cock the crossbow. He may be pretty, but he’s quick." (p697, A Storm of Swords by George R. R. Martin) NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE ADMIRING SATIN'S PRETTY FACE, JON. Also, you are clearly growing to respect the fact that he is more than that face. I approve. 4. "Jon asked Satin to help him down to the yard. His wounded leg hurt so badly that he could hardly walk, even with the crutch ... they climbed down past the bodies of the men who’d tried the trapdoor, and Jon wandered through the dark with his crutch under one arm, and the other around the shoulders of a boy who’d been a whore in Oldtown." (p699, A Storm of Swords by George R. R. Martin) What an apt time to remember that the boy you're clinging to used to be a whore. Except probably not. Except that you're clearly just trying to make sense of your attraction to him, am I right, Jon? 5. "When the count was done, Jon found himself surrounded. Some clapped him on the back, whilst others bent the knee to him as if he were a lord in truth. Satin, Owen the Oaf, Halder, Toad, Spare Boot, Giant, Mully, Ulmer of the Kingswood, Sweet Donnel Hill, and half a hundred more pressed around him." (p1001, A Storm of Swords by George R. R. Martin) He's just been made Lord Commander. Satin, along with everyone else who's remotely decent, runs to congratulate him, and Satin is the first one Jon Snow notices. What does that tell us, kids?

6. "“It was the priestess we were laughing at,” said Satin, a lithe and pretty youth who had once been a whore in Oldtown. “We were only having a jape, my lord.”" (A Dance with Dragons by George R. R. Martin, p140) For all that Jon disapproves of the jape, he definitely DOES approve of the 'lithe and pretty youth who had once been a whore in Oldtown' or he wouldn't keep bringing up his looks. 7. "“Night gathers, and now my watch begins,” they said, as thousands had said before them. Satin’s voice was sweet as song, Horse’s hoarse and halting, Arron’s a nervous squeak. “It shall not end until my death.” ... He could smell Horse’s unwashed breeches, the sweet scent Satin combed into his beard, the rank sharp smell of fear, the giant’s overpowering musk. He could hear the beating of his own heart." (A Dance with Dragons by George R. R. Martin, p414) Sweet as a sonnnng. Especially compared to everyone else who's there to take their vows. Satin also smells better than them, too, and it makes Jon SUDDENLY AWARE OF HIS HEARTBEAT. (Okay, that may also be because he is warging a little bit but stiiill, he smells Satin's beard and he approves of its "sweet scent".) 8. "Septon Cellador spoke up. “This boy Satin. It’s said you mean to make him your steward and squire, in Tollett’s place. My lord, the boy’s a whore … a … dare I say … a painted catamite from the brothels of Old-town.” And you are a drunk. “What he was in Oldtown is none of our concern. He’s quick to learn and very clever. The other recruits started out despising him, but he won them over and made friends of them all. He’s fearless in a fight and can even read and write after a fashion. He should be capable of fetching me my meals and saddling my horse, don’t you think?” “Most like,” said Bowen Marsh, stony-faced, “but the men do not like it. Traditionally the lord commander’s squires are lads of good birth being groomed for command. Does my lord believe the men of the Night’s Watch would ever follow a whore into battle?” Jon’s temper flashed. “They have followed worse. The Old Bear left a few cautionary notes about certain of the men, for his successor. We have a cook at the Shadow Tower who was fond of raping septas. He burned a seven-pointed star into his flesh for every one he claimed. His left arm is stars from wrist to elbow, and stars mark his calves as well. At Eastwatch we have a man who set his father’s house afire and barred the door. His entire family burned to death, all nine. Whatever Satin may have done in Oldtown, he is our brother now, and he will be my squire.”" (A Dance with Dragons by George R. R. Martin, p456) Dear Septon Cellador, I share your interest in exactly what kind of clientelle Satin serviced but I mislike your tone. As does Jon. Drunk. But, yeah, JON DEFENDS SATIN'S HONOR AND HE WANTS HIM IN HIS SLEEPING QUARTERS AS HIS PERSONAL STEWARD. Also, Satin clearly reminds Jon of himself insofar as no-one in the Night's Watch liked Jon at first, either. Jon wants to ~groom him for command. 9. "“Satin, show Her Grace to her place,” said Jon. Ser Malegorn stepped forward. “I will escort Her Grace to the feast. We shall not require your … steward.” The way the man drew out the last word told Jon that he had been considering saying something else. Boy? Pet? Whore? Jon bowed again. “As you wish. I shall join you shortly.”" (A Dance with Dragons by George R. R. Martin, p567) WHICH IS HE, JON? WHICH IS HE? I mean, *cough* everyone clearly still thinks there's something going on with you two and you don't even deny it. 10. "Satin was all grace, dancing with three serving girls in turn but never presuming to approach a highborn lady. Jon judged that wise. He did not like the way some of the queen’s knights were looking at the steward, particularly Ser Patrek of King’s Mountain. That one wants to shed a bit of blood, he thought. He is looking for some provocation." (A Dance with Dragons by George R. R. Martin, p571) He is ALL GRACE. And, hey, queen's knights, Jon doesn't like you eyeing his man like that. Are you trying to provoke some shit? Because Jon is not going to let you near Satin. Oh no.