"Want to rob a bank?"
An uncomfortable silence hangs between them after the question is posed. It's not unusual for Ramsay to ask him shit like this. Violent things that, were they to fuck up, could end horrible for them. Although he doubts Ramsay asks him this because it's a job. It's far likelier the guy thought this up on a whim and decided to drag the Greyjoy into it.
He frowns, shoving a spoon full of cereal into his mouth before he so much as considers the notion.
He's gotten me in a lot of shit already,
does he really think I'll agree to this?
Theon lifts his head, locking eyes with him roommate. He's not impressed and currently tries to figure out just how serious he's supposed to take this. There's a lot the other can bully him in to agreeing, but this isn't one of those things.
"There's no way in seven hells I'm going to rob a fucking bank.
Least of all with you."
