Tyrion's fingers went to the great gash that ran from above one eye down to his jaw, across what remained of his nose. The proud flesh was still raw and warm to the touch. " With a fearful big razor, yes" .

提利昂摸向那道巨大的伤痕，从左眼直到下巴，穿过残缺的鼻子。还没长出新皮的肉向外翻卷着，手感暖暖的，" 好一把可怕的大剃刀，真的。"