[What Ramsay wouldn't give for some restraints and a quiet room. That'd get Reek behaving. Sadly, he hasn't even got a knife.

He throws the man against the wall of the alleyway as they enter.] That's better. A little privacy. [He takes a step away, as if about to collect himself.

Then immediately he's back, holding the Ironborn against the wall.] I'm not going to deny it, because I've already told you what happened. I don't fucking know what that was we saw, but you and I both know it wasn't me.