Jesus Christ, now th'law's gettin' involved. So much ferra quiet bloody mornin'. Startin' t'wonder if'n I need a new place t'hold m'rites. I nod t'th'lawman when'e says m'name, an' go back t'studyin' th'ground. "Ah. Right. Fair enough. I'm afraid I might be somewhat less useful in that department. Slept right through that portion of my education, no doubt." Th'monk says. Well, 'e'll be fair useless, 'en.

But'e did ask a fair question b'fore. "I di'n't see't. Wuz'n bed, but I sensed th'power, smelled th'smoke." Shake m'head. "Any'a you see what happened, 'sides from one helluva big fire?"