Theon thinks he’s become an expert at picking out Westerosi these days, but his expertise seems to extend only to men and women of high birth. Everything about Davos eludes him. He can’t pick out his accent, or his dialect, but there is something familiar there. He isn’t ironborn; Theon would recognize that, but he is the type of man that has clearly spent some time at sea. It’s evident in the way he walks, like he’s used to having a deck beneath his feet. A man of the sea, if his assumption is correct. It makes Theon soften toward him, just barely. Captains are respected men, and he could easily be one. ]
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Theon thinks he’s become an expert at picking out Westerosi these days, but his expertise seems to extend only to men and women of high birth. Everything about Davos eludes him. He can’t pick out his accent, or his dialect, but there is something familiar there. He isn’t ironborn; Theon would recognize that, but he is the type of man that has clearly spent some time at sea. It’s evident in the way he walks, like he’s used to having a deck beneath his feet. A man of the sea, if his assumption is correct. It makes Theon soften toward him, just barely. Captains are respected men, and he could easily be one. ]
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