[ He doesn’t respond to that question. His logic is skewed and he knows it. In his mind, the two scenarios are completely separate. By trying to get away, he isn’t fighting for his life, but rather fighting for something entirely different. He’s fighting simply to be free of Kagari’s grasp. He dislikes being touched. For his last year in Westeros, it had only been the prelude to pain. ]
That is not what this is about. Let go of me.
[ He thinks quickly, and in something of a panic. Perhaps he has a blade—but, no, he has left himself unarmed, offering his dagger to Maximus some time ago. If it weren’t so bitter, he would slip out of his coat, but he’s not so foolish as that. ]
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That is not what this is about. Let go of me.
[ He thinks quickly, and in something of a panic. Perhaps he has a blade—but, no, he has left himself unarmed, offering his dagger to Maximus some time ago. If it weren’t so bitter, he would slip out of his coat, but he’s not so foolish as that. ]
Lend me a blade and I’ll find a way to make you.
[ And there is Theon Greyjoy. ]