[ The healthy and the strong may be having trouble as well, but that’s no comfort to Theon. He should be used to this. He was forced to adapt to the North and its summer snows, forced to learn not to shiver through the day. He may be ironborn, but he knows this sort of landscape. He could once run through the snow as quickly and silently as a deer.
At least if there’s one thing Ramsay couldn’t flay out of him, it’s his persistence. He already looks weak, but he won’t allow himself to give into perception. He doesn’t look at Claire as she approaches his side. Instead, he clenches his fists, still stubbornly clad in Robb Stark’s old gloves. He left a great deal behind in Olympia, and the fact that he has these gives him some small semblance of comfort. ]
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At least if there’s one thing Ramsay couldn’t flay out of him, it’s his persistence. He already looks weak, but he won’t allow himself to give into perception. He doesn’t look at Claire as she approaches his side. Instead, he clenches his fists, still stubbornly clad in Robb Stark’s old gloves. He left a great deal behind in Olympia, and the fact that he has these gives him some small semblance of comfort. ]
Someone is going to get frostbite if we stop.