[ He wishes he could go home. He wishes he could dwell in Winterfell alone with the ghosts until the Storm sweeps them all away. Maybe then he’ll finally see the Drowned God’s watery halls.
I did what was asked of me, he thinks miserably. I saved the girl. The other Theon saved Sansa. I’m of no use to anyone else. Why shouldn’t I just be allowed to stop existing?
He flinches only slightly at the contact, but he doesn’t move back. He just furrows his eyebrows and keeps his eyes downcast. ]
I wish I could apologize. Not just to Robb.
[ To those boys, to their mother, to Bran and Rickon. He has a growing list. ]
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I did what was asked of me, he thinks miserably. I saved the girl. The other Theon saved Sansa. I’m of no use to anyone else. Why shouldn’t I just be allowed to stop existing?
He flinches only slightly at the contact, but he doesn’t move back. He just furrows his eyebrows and keeps his eyes downcast. ]
I wish I could apologize. Not just to Robb.
[ To those boys, to their mother, to Bran and Rickon. He has a growing list. ]