[ He chuckles as Inigo attempts to clarify. An easy arm falls around the other, holding his opposite arm so they walk in tandem to the beat of a sunny day. ] Relax. I was just kidding. Thank you, though. I admire you too. I'll still do right by you. By all of you.

[ It's when Inigo talks about his mother that gets Roland to look pensive, watching the road more than the direction they were headed. His smile, which was just moments ago playful in its edge, has quickly turned fond. The grip against Inigo's arm is steady, as if holding him in place despite having to walk side-by-side. ]

What's her name? [ He glances at Inigo, and Roland's voice turns quiet, as if in reverence. ] Your mother, the light to your darkness. Your reminder of the beautiful things in life.