[Drowning babies. Lovely. Claire likes to think herself an open minded woman, but there are some things she can't find a way accept. This conversation is drifting dangerously close to things that could dampen the day, and so Claire corrects the course instead of voicing her displeasure.]
Tell me something I don't know about you, Theon.
[She knows some things about his Drowned God, about the Ironborn. Parts of him. And she knows more of his story than anyone else awake in this land. But surely there's something.]
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Tell me something I don't know about you, Theon.
[She knows some things about his Drowned God, about the Ironborn. Parts of him. And she knows more of his story than anyone else awake in this land. But surely there's something.]