Roland holds himself still, even when it looks as if Signless is going to strike him - he's aware of his own instincts now, his own reactions, and can hold them back just enough if that's how it's going to be - but Signless doesn't. So Roland listens and watches, and when Signless finishes he waits a moment more, making sure nothing else is forthcoming. Then he walks forward, falls heavily onto his knees next to Signless.

"There are more breakables in the kitchen," he points out, in the mild, reasonable tones of someone making the observation that it looks like it's going to rain soon. He's beginning to understand now what form this particular grief is taking, and feels all the more respect for this man beside him as he comes to understand it - he understands, too, how dangerous this is. Signless had enough self control to come here rather than anywhere else, to even now continue to moderate his words, but if Roland handles this badly-

Well, he's ready to find out just how strong a troll is in comparison to a human, if it comes to that. In the mean time: "I'll bring them, if you like."

It won't help. Not deep down. But all he's aiming at is to take the edge off, enough for Signless to do what he can on his own. Not that Roland does plan on leaving Signless alone - not even if he happened to ask.

Roland sits beside Signless, sounding companionable, looking solemn. Waits.