[ He doesn’t look up, because he feels those words incredibly deeply and doesn’t want Claire to see the tears forming in his eyes. Looking back, his father essentially abandoned him and never embraced him again. Lord Eddard couldn’t have ever embraced him as Theon wished he could. Duty wouldn’t allow it.
Claire isn’t going to behead him, though. She isn’t going to tell him he brings shame to his family. Her words and her acceptance are honest and heartfelt, but he simply nods, and clears his throat. ]
My sister.
[ He frowns. He doesn’t have the connection to his family that most do, but he thinks his sister must care about him on some level. He saw her struggling not to weep when she found him in the snow, looking nothing like the young man she left with a sparse army in Winterfell. ]
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Claire isn’t going to behead him, though. She isn’t going to tell him he brings shame to his family. Her words and her acceptance are honest and heartfelt, but he simply nods, and clears his throat. ]
My sister.
[ He frowns. He doesn’t have the connection to his family that most do, but he thinks his sister must care about him on some level. He saw her struggling not to weep when she found him in the snow, looking nothing like the young man she left with a sparse army in Winterfell. ]
Will you come with me?