As the group prepared the camp, the dwarf Tyrion wrapped himself in his furs and leaned against an ancient oak that sheltered him from the biting wind. A swift-running stream ran beside him, its waters as clear and cold as ice.*
He took a sip of wine, pulled out a book, and began to read.
As he became absorbed by the pages, a question from Jon Snow snapped him out of his reverie. "Why do you read so much?"
Tyrion began his answer in a seemingly-roundabout manner, pointing out the fact that he was a dwarf, and was born into a highly-esteemed, royal family. But as he continued, his reasoning began to crystallize, and he put forward an answer that we'd all be wise to pay heed to.