I don't know if you needed any more confirmation that this Theon isn't your Theon, but there it is. Stannis had told me, once, about the last time he saw him. Like that. With the white hair.

[She crosses her arms over her chest. It's still hard to look at Theon. To think of him and see that terrified creature in her mind's eye.]

... not that it matters anymore. I know Theon has committed terrible deeds, against your family especially, but what Ramsay put him through is beyond cruel. His body can recover, to an extent, but his mind... he's like a frightened mouse.

[Not a wolf, not a kraken, not anything else fearsome or noble.]

He didn't deserve the things that made him into what he is now.