"No," he said and immediately thought thankfully but then he immediately retracted that thought. Roland thought he would give almost anything to see any of his old friends. Eddie, Susannah, Cuthbert, Alain, Jake of course, even Oy... and Susan. Dear, sweet Susan. Roland closed his eyes slowly and opened them again even more slowly, his gaze unfocused on the table rather than across to Ardyn.

"How old are you, sai? You speak of mortality and immortality as if you were a sorcerer. I have known such in my time, more the ill for me, for as you say yourself the darkness found its use in them." Roland looked up then to Ardyn, his eyes intense as if they were burning. "I hope for everyone's sake your purpose here comes to be serving something other than the darkness. It sounds as if it might be."