Sourcery (Discworld, #5; Rincewind, #3)

by Terry Pratchett

Rincewind’s arms. “Quick, you must come with me,” she said. “You’re in great danger!” “Why?” “Because I will kill you if you don’t.”

“Why are they chasing you?” “I don’t know.” “Oh, come on! There must be a reason!” “Oh, there’s plenty of reasons. I just don’t know which one. Are you coming?”

Around them men did what he was sure were important nautical things, and he hoped they were doing them correctly, because next to heights he hated depths most of all.