[ Theon isn’t terribly motivated by food. He’d grown so used to starvation and to the pain in his teeth, he’s almost forgotten how to enjoy food and simply eats more out of necessity than anything else. But Claire went through the effort, and the cake is small, so he takes it from her and nibbles away at it hesitantly.

He doesn’t comment on the first statement. He wouldn’t have wanted to be dragged out at all. That’s the thing about him and how his mind works on some days. It goes to dark places, and sometimes he can’t escape those places for days. ]

There were pools in the godswood, but they were shallow and calm. I guarantee you if I pushed Robb Stark into the sea, I’d have to rescue him immediately afterwards.

[ Is it really a terrible thought, though? Might make up for things. Or not, because Theon would be making himself as the villain just to paint himself as the hero. ]