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[silverhound]

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How come I have to have a "silver turd" and a "blind dude" as roommates? They both suck!
Who came up with this idea? This is stupid.

Might kick them out. They're too noisy.

Does anyone even like their roommates? Mine are annoying. Let's do a trade.

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[reek]

[ Theon has never liked Jon. He's made that no secret. If he were to pit anyone against Robb, he would surely choose someone else. ]

I don't dare to do anything. He knows. I don't know how, but he even knew who it was that lit the torch.

While you're at it, since you're so intent on my suffering, you can thank him for not killing me on the Outlook.

[northborn]

[ He won't entertain these fancies. Not here, not now. If he must speak with Jon in private of details he has yet to divulge, so be it. ]

Is that supposed to rile me? To know he didn't crush your skull the moment he laid eyes on you?

[reek]

[ Robb is giving him emotional whiplash. If they were speaking in person, Robb might see that familiar smirk starting to creep its way back onto Theon's face. Did he ever wonder what it really meant? If Theon really found amusement in things that weren't amusing at all? That was never the case. It was always a mask. ]

Does that thought please you? Despite all your pretty words, do you still hold the notion of doing it yourself?

[northborn]

[ Theon is not alone in that. (And he can picture that curl of his lips around such challenging words, laced with self-doubt. Robb knew and didn't know. Saw and didn't see. He has his own self to blame for not probing further when he caught Theon struggling.) ]

The pretty words are over. We're done here.

[ He shuts off his device with an angry snap. Time for some fresh air. ]