“No. He just held me down for a fucking Tracking Mark. He just sat and watched while Theon shoved me under a table. He just—” “Gave you music,” Luka interrupted, prowling towards her. “Brought you doughnuts. Gave you distractions and little things when you had control over nothing. He made you laugh, and he argued with Theon on your behalf far more times than you know.”
