Oh, aye, I'm sure it was fucking ka that left yeh out to shrivel and dry like a sour prune.
[Bert rolls his eyes. If he weren't simply so pleased to see Roland, he'd threaten to punch the other man.]
I won't hear another damned word about ka, Roland. I am a dead man, and therefor free of it! Your Tower, on the other hand...aye. I believe it'd do this to yeh.
Was it worth it?
[There's no bite or bitterness in Bert's voice, only conversational curiosity. He genuinely wants to know. He'd chased the Tower with Roland, but only because it was his brother's quest. He would have followed Roland if his Dinh had been on the heels of a rabid dog for a decade.]
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[Bert rolls his eyes. If he weren't simply so pleased to see Roland, he'd threaten to punch the other man.]
I won't hear another damned word about ka, Roland. I am a dead man, and therefor free of it! Your Tower, on the other hand...aye. I believe it'd do this to yeh.
Was it worth it?
[There's no bite or bitterness in Bert's voice, only conversational curiosity. He genuinely wants to know. He'd chased the Tower with Roland, but only because it was his brother's quest. He would have followed Roland if his Dinh had been on the heels of a rabid dog for a decade.]