On saying goodbye to Jon Snow forever: "My final day of shooting, I felt fine . . . I felt fine . . . I felt fine . . . Then I went to do my last shots and started hyperventilating a bit. Then they called, 'Wrap!' and I just f*cking broke down. It was this onslaught of relief and grief about not being able to do this again. It wasn't so much about Jon. It was about not being in this world, not getting to smell those smells, fight those fights, be with these people — the whole package. But the weirdest bit was when we came off set and they started taking the costume off and it felt like being skinned. It felt like they were unceremoniously, for the last time, ripping off this character. I was still blubbering my tears. The costume girls were like, 'F*cking, come on, get it together.' I'm being very actorly and crying. I remember going, 'Wait, wait, wait!' And they wouldn't. They just ripped. I was like, 'I need to say goodbye.' But it was too late. He was gone."