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".... Cream?" Said the boy, turning his head now to look over. "I'm not that thin." Okay, maybe he was thinning some, but he had gained some weight from being here instead of the forest. "Besides it doesn't matter."
"You look hollow." Joffrey said emotionlessly, all though he turned to look back at Brandon like he did often times, across his shoulder, emerald eyes attentive and scrutinizing at the same time.
-- "And it matters when I say it matters."
Your crown is dumb.
[Refraining from rolling his eyes, the Stark let himself lay back down to stare at the ceiling, fingers nimbly running across the fabric and jewel of the bracelet.]
You look thin. They should feed you more cream.
[He peers at the boy's hands from the corner of his eyes, catching the way he's actually paying attention to the wristband now.] I'll tell them to feed you more cream.
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[DISSAPROVING FACE.]
Why would you mind?
Can we talk about how two of my favorite people decided to show back up on, like, the same day???????????
.... it sounds like hell. [Brandon stated, point blank as he continued to hold the bracelet in his palm and stare at the other.] It is hell. Especially when the only fresh air you get is through a tiny window.
[Joffrey stubbornly continues to glance the other way. It is not as though he can't imagine that treatment to be unbelievably dull. Still, no reason not to cheer up at a pretty gift.] If you look through the jewel and out of the window, you--
[Why does he start about the bracelet again. It's not a kaleidoscope, but the slimy market vendor made him look through it, too.] Ah, never mind. If you're not glad to see me, I'll leave you to your loneliness.
[Staring, his eyes narrowed at the comment of his sister, who he still hasn't been allowed to see.] She didn't need to be married. [Especially not to a Lannister, though... Joffrey's uncle, the one that gave Robb the plans for the saddle seemed good in an odd way.] Why do you pretend to care? [Said the boy picking up the bracelet.]
Ah, of course not. Forever a Stark in King’s Landing, sounds splendid, doesn’t it? [Joffrey drawls sarcastically, becoming more and more unsatisfied with the situation. He would have expected gratitude, or at least a smile.]
I don’t care. [He hisses, crossing his arms in front of his chest.]
A gift? And why would you be giving the 'son of a traitor' a gift? [He questioned this as he followed the wrist band, eyes locking with the little red jewel woven into it. To take it, or to not? To continue his defiance or not? He couldn't give in. He would get out and to his family once more.]
I'm giving the daughter of a traitor a home and a wealthy husband. Why wouldn't I get my little pet a gift?
But fine. Fine. You don't have to take it. But I don't want it either. I think you'll find a way to get rid of it. [He drops it back onto the boy's lap and stubbornly looks out the window.]
