[ He rolls his eyes and sets his teeth into something of a grimace, revealing the poor state they’re in. A hammer had been taken to them at some point back home, leaving them broken, shattered, painful, and incapable of tearing into solid food, much less into a person. They’re fragile, and there’s still a vain young man somewhere beneath that white hair who isn’t interested in losing what he has left of them.
With a minor struggle, he pulls off one glove and then the other. Not only are his fingernails bitten to the quick, but three fingers have been severed away entirely: the index and pointer finger on his left hand, and the pinky on his right hand. He isn’t left incapable of strangling anyone, of course, but paired with the sorry half-starved state he’s still in, it would take a great deal of surprise, an opportunity which Theon has already squandered. ]
Or maybe you could have listened to me and left me be. I didn't ask for your help.
[ He's literally just too stubborn for any of this. ]
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With a minor struggle, he pulls off one glove and then the other. Not only are his fingernails bitten to the quick, but three fingers have been severed away entirely: the index and pointer finger on his left hand, and the pinky on his right hand. He isn’t left incapable of strangling anyone, of course, but paired with the sorry half-starved state he’s still in, it would take a great deal of surprise, an opportunity which Theon has already squandered. ]
Or maybe you could have listened to me and left me be. I didn't ask for your help.
[ He's literally just too stubborn for any of this. ]