Ready to face the world, he stepped out through a curtain of smoke that was surrounding them with his sister in his arms. When he finally got out, he was met by awestruck silence. The inner courtyard was filled with black brothers, the occasional Baratheon man, and free folk. The friendly faces of Satin, Tormund, Val, Dolorous Edd, and Ser Davos were all here, and he could somewhat relax. Then he met the red eyes of Ghost, and instantly he felt another connection as strong as the one with the biggest hatchling rapidly forming. The red priestess was also staring at him with creepy interest, but he mentally filed that for later.