[ Sometimes, Theon wonders if he wouldn’t prefer a lie. A well-constructed lie can be easier to swallow than a hard truth, and he’s lied to himself many times to soften the blow of difficult situations. His entire adult life may very well be one of those lies.
Luckily, this isn’t one of those situations. He’s pleased to be away from the silence and his own thoughts, even if it means he’ll need to return soon enough. ]
I thought I’d driven them away.
[ He smirks, a little too easily as he follows Edmund through and takes the offered seat. ]
From what I’ve heard, people seem to believe that our voices have never been below a shout.
[ Which may have been true for the past few days, but they finally seem to be quieting down now. Currently, their voices won’t even allow them to reach the volume level they were at before.
Theon has a touch of paranoia these days, and despite how well he and Edmund have gotten along, his smirk wavers slightly with hesitation when the tea is set before him. ]
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Luckily, this isn’t one of those situations. He’s pleased to be away from the silence and his own thoughts, even if it means he’ll need to return soon enough. ]
I thought I’d driven them away.
[ He smirks, a little too easily as he follows Edmund through and takes the offered seat. ]
From what I’ve heard, people seem to believe that our voices have never been below a shout.
[ Which may have been true for the past few days, but they finally seem to be quieting down now. Currently, their voices won’t even allow them to reach the volume level they were at before.
Theon has a touch of paranoia these days, and despite how well he and Edmund have gotten along, his smirk wavers slightly with hesitation when the tea is set before him. ]
What’s in it?