Dim Dalba stood up and spoke. "We said we'd fight with you, King Crow, when the time comes, and we mean it. But this isn't what we agreed for. These aren't the White Walkers. This is not our fight." The tent exploded in murmurs but Dim Dalba continued. "Remember Mance's camp? It stretched all the way to the horizon. And look at us now; we're not even a third of our numbers before! If we join your fight and lose, we'll be gone."