[Oh, is it introduction time? It's introduction time. Ramsay places his food back on the table, before drawing himself to his full height (which isn't much) and addressing Saul in a formal manner that's lacking warmth. Not even the uneasy charm he's displayed earlier is there.]

Ramsay Bolton, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North. You will address me as Lord Borton.

[He's not going to ask him to bend the knee though, seems a little pointless at this stage. But Saul won't manage to avoid Ramsay taking a few steps closer to him, until they're just a couple of feet away from each other.]

That's not a problem now, I presume. Right, Saul? Many years may separate us, but titles and respect must still exist in your time.

[Guess he's become less interested in talking about global warming for now.]