"That's true. But we shouldn't let our guards down so easily. We don't know what's causing them to go crazy yet. Last thing we need is a surprise attack in a place like this."

And what a place it is indeed. Even with the hand in his, Roland feels disturbed. It's just a vast nothingness that he can't understand. There's no one to ask questions, and if a Helpmate comes, there's a chance it'll go haywire first before they can even prod at it for help. Pods are unfinished, barely functional...homes barely resembling their namesake.

He hums deeply, a breath audible.

"I know that place messed with our memories, but I'm missing Jema'grethy real bad. At least the island was by the beach, with nice fresh air." His chuckle is not one of joy. When you start wanting to return to past missions no matter how much they messed you up, you know it's gotten bad.