Maekar: Well, well. If it isn't my brother and his favorite knight making all this clanking noise.
Baelor: Maekar, let me explain.
Maekar: What do you think you are doing?! You're scaring my servants. You've been clanking around Summerhall like mad!
Baelor: Well, the point of the matter is, Ser Duncan likes jogging. And I thought I might as well join him.
Maekar: And both of you are doing it in your armor. Seriously, Baelor, do you have any idea how you look? To say nothing of the racket you make.
Baelor: Ah, Maekar, don't be a pain in the ass. I feel like I'm young again.
Maekar: Carry on like this and people will begin to call you senile.
Baelor: Don't be such a bore. Come to think of it, why don't you join us?
Maekar: We'll look like three madmen.
Baelor: Well, the more the merrier!
