[Your hat's not much better, Wirt. Hershel stares back a moment, apparently shocked and appalled by what he's seeing, before he whispers very quietly, as if to try and keep the hat from hearing him:]
Wirt, I think... I think your hat has teeth. [This probably could go better.]
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Wirt, I think... I think your hat has teeth. [This probably could go better.]