I mean no offense, but you are a stranger to me. Your aid would be appreciated, but I can not accept your word that I am unable to leave.

( Many had used the same words, many had tried to capture her for one purpose or another, and all had failed. If Dany had simply seen the chains as binding, her life would be one of a meek child instead of a strong Queen. This fog god, whoever she may be, is yet another who would confine her, another who would fail. )

I would like to meet with this god of yours.