[That earns Roland a snort.] Money, Roland. Just money. I mean, unless you got somethin' useful to trade, I'm sure he'd be open to that, too. But don't worry, I got plenty of dough, I can cover you.

[Eddie pauses again, reaching for Roland's shoulder and clasping it with a strength that was certainly not there before, his bony fingers now webbed.]

Never thought I'd say this, but...I missed you, Roland.