[Ugh, does he really have to praise the Stark bastard? Guess if he wants to make this believable... and well, Jon's feats aren't anything to underestimate. Ramsay can acknowledge that.]

In a single battle, he survived an entire cavalry and hundreds of arrows. I don't believe neither sword or arrow pierced his person at any point.

[Which, now talking about it out loud, is even more infuriating. How the fuck did that bastard survive his men charging at him in the battlefield, not to mention his archers raining down arrows?? The luck of fate or some horseshit really must be on his side-- and that's not even bringing in the fact that the Knights of Vale came to save him when Ramsay did manage to get Jon cornered. Things always seem to turn out for him.

If Jon ever lands here, he'll make sure that the bastard's luck will finally run out.

His mouth turns upward, pleased by Squalo's reaction. Well, maybe he's already making progress towards that.]

Even if he denies it and cites that honor is his driving force, he loves a good fight. I know him! He wants a one on one duel, with nothing but his sword and his opponent in mind. It's what he's good at.