All that matters is that you have come back to me.” “Thanks to these four,” said Yarvi, swallowing sour spit. Yarvi’s mother swept his companions with her searching gaze. “You all have my thanks.” “It was nothing,” grunted Nothing, eyes locked to the floor, face hidden behind his tangle of hair. “My honor,” said Jaud, bowing his head. “We couldn’t have made it without him,” muttered Rulf. “He was a sore pain in my arse every mile,” said Sumael. “If I had it to do again I’d leave him in the sea.”
