"They think you're some kind of God. The man who walked out of a burning fire with dragons, instead of staying dead and turning to ash as normal people do." The wildling said with his booming voice. He stopped for a moment and thoughtfully added. "And then after you come back you start fighting like a demon." Tormund leaned in close and whispered in his ear questioningly. "And I saw your pecker while you were dead. When you got out of the fire, it had gotten bigger! Are you sure you aren't some sort of god?!"