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Rowen glared malevolently at Jon. He didn't understand. Why was the Stark bastard so kind to him? Rowen didn't want and didn't need a friend. And after everything that Rowen had done, here was Jon Snow, building a tent, and serving him dinner. Rowen took a small bite from the meat and casually drew random swirls in the frosty ground with a stick. Rowen looked to Ghost who seemed rather content curled up between Jon and himself. Rowen barely noticed when his long fingers began to play with Ghost's soft white ears. Rowen wondered how Jon had found Ghost, but kept his questions to himself. He wasn't excessively interested in back stories.
"Tell me, puppy," Rowen said between bites of the meat. "Why is it you choose to stay with me? You'd probably be better off with Walter or maybe some of the other lordlngs, like that Tarly." Rowen tossed the rest of his meat in front of Ghost, who gleefully accepted the offer. "Do you find me irresistible? Usually I have that effect on ladies, not men, but perhaps you may have spend to much time with Lord Renly, if you understand me." Rowen snicked, pleased with himself, and stared at Jon from the corner of his eye and smiled sickly. "Or do you secretly wish I'll cut your throat while you sleep?"
"Tell me, puppy," Rowen said between bites of the meat. "Why is it you choose to stay with me? You'd probably be better off with Walter or maybe some of the other lordlngs, like that Tarly." Rowen tossed the rest of his meat in front of Ghost, who gleefully accepted the offer. "Do you find me irresistible? Usually I have that effect on ladies, not men, but perhaps you may have spend to much time with Lord Renly, if you understand me." Rowen snicked, pleased with himself, and stared at Jon from the corner of his eye and smiled sickly. "Or do you secretly wish I'll cut your throat while you sleep?"