“Davos had fathered seven sons himself, and lost four on the Blackwater. He knew he would do whatever gods of men required of him to protect the other three. Steffon and Stannis were thousands of leagues from the fighting and safe from harm, but Devan was at Castle Black, a squire to the King.
[…] When he’d been younger, Davos had dreamed of making such voyages himself, but the years went dancing by like moths around the flame, and somehow the time had never been quite right.
One day, he told himself. One day when the war is done and King Stannis sits the Iron Throne and has no more need of onion knights. I’ll take Devan with me. Steff and Stanny too if they’re old enough. We’ll se these dragons and all the wonders of the world.”
-Davos, A Dance with Dragons
I can never get over the fact he calls the son he named after Stannis “Stanny”.
It’s epic. I also can’t get over the fact that naming one of his sons after Stannis wasn’t enough, so he went and named his next son after Stannis’ FATHER. And somehow the fact that I’m sure that Stannis, if he had a son, would name him Steffon, just makes it both more beautiful and more heartbreaking.