"You should see if you can start a trend, you and Korrin wearing shoes shaped like hooves and just booting folk that piss you off in the face or the crotch as you see fit. I'd support it," he replies, earnest as only he can be when he gets going but it comes from a good place. He's called a heathen barbarian and a wild animal most days anyway, and that's by his fellow countrymen, Orlesians have much less kind nicknames for him though none are quite so rude as oxman.

"Telling her, Korth as my witness it's my duty to tell her because we both know that if I said that you'd go running off to tell on me but...I mean maybe if it's the end of a battle and it's a big rift and it happens, and I'm bleeding out anyway then I can close the rift then pop my clogs and just go. Makes me worry a bit more about Mal though now." Look, Lena you can worry about Korrin and her girl but someone has to worry about Mal because Mal just has a dog so Asher will worry about Mal, even if Mal is probably shuddering and swearing to himself wondering what went wrong and why he feels faint all of a sudden.