"You don't think I wouldn't run off in time to save myself again?" she asks. "Roland, honey, it's not about the quest anymore. It's because..." She frowns slightly, trying to figure out how to put this in words. "I don't have to follow you into death, sugar. We're already wading through it. Breathing it. We're walking together in death. Because you're my dinh, yes, but also because you're my friend."