[ He clenches his fists tightly when Ramsay’s back is turned. He’s angry, both with himself and with Ramsay and with the fact that his request wasn't answered at all, but he’ll do nothing about it. He’s just going to continue to follow Ramsay as though they never left Winterfell. That’s the safe thing to do. That’s what will leave him unharmed.
Theon, he reminds himself as he struggles to his feet. You are still Theon. You only need to pretend not to be for a time. You were born on the Iron Islands. You have a sister and two dead brothers. Don’t let him fool you again.
His pace is slowed by a limp, and though he does his best, he can’t fall into step with Ramsay. ]
Where are we going?
[ He’s just so tired. We can't all have your energy, Ramsay. ]
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Theon, he reminds himself as he struggles to his feet. You are still Theon. You only need to pretend not to be for a time. You were born on the Iron Islands. You have a sister and two dead brothers. Don’t let him fool you again.
His pace is slowed by a limp, and though he does his best, he can’t fall into step with Ramsay. ]
Where are we going?
[ He’s just so tired. We can't all have your energy, Ramsay. ]