[ Theon didn’t trust easily before, and he trusts even less easily now. He’s been conditioned to fear being tricked and to fear being hurt. He trusts as many people as he can count on one hand, very few considering how many fingers he’s missing, and even his trust in those people is flimsy. It could easily be dismantled with one word or one action.
He struggles to his feet, glad not to be touched. This is the mess Ramsay has made of him. You won’t be angry, he thinks. You’ll forget within a day. ]
I don’t care if I die or not.
[ And it's the truth, but he's too stubborn to just lay down and wait for death to take him. ]
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He struggles to his feet, glad not to be touched. This is the mess Ramsay has made of him. You won’t be angry, he thinks. You’ll forget within a day. ]
I don’t care if I die or not.
[ And it's the truth, but he's too stubborn to just lay down and wait for death to take him. ]