[There are so many things he could retort. He could point out that he never called Sansa away while she was in bed with Cesare, that he never fucked Sansa and bragged about it to Cesare, and he never tried to kill Cesare for his relationship with Sansa. The words are there on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows him down.]
If Sansa wants to see you, it's her decision. I'm not going to tell her who take as her lovers. I told her the truth, she made her own decisions. That you want me to persuade her on your behalf, to tell her what she should think, it's implying she isn't smart enough to see the truth for herself.
If I was lying, she would know. She knows me better than anyone. As I assume Lucrezia knows when you are a lying.
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If Sansa wants to see you, it's her decision. I'm not going to tell her who take as her lovers. I told her the truth, she made her own decisions. That you want me to persuade her on your behalf, to tell her what she should think, it's implying she isn't smart enough to see the truth for herself.
If I was lying, she would know. She knows me better than anyone. As I assume Lucrezia knows when you are a lying.
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What will you tell her this time?
[It's said more with exhaustion instead of worry or anxiety. Cesare would do what he wanted, whether Jon liked it or not.]
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I don't doubt that.
[A beat.]
I hope your next flat mate will suit you better.
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