
Arya never seemed to fit, no more than he had…yet she could always make Jon smile. He would give anything to be with her now, to muss up her hair once more and watch her make a face, to hear her finish a sentence with him.
There aren’t a lot, but this is by far my favourite.

Farewell to all the places that we have been
And if it takes us all night long
We’re going back where we belong
‘First lesson, stick them with the pointy end.’
‘I know which end to use.’

“Needle was Robb, and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people.
Needle was Jon Snow’s smile ”
Arya ran to him for a last hug. “Put down the sword first,” Jon warned her, laughing. She set it aside almost shyly and showered him with kisses. - A Game of Thrones ( Jon II)