Utterly Mad

Roland shook his head as he said "The captain I'm not sure about, seems decent. The others..." Roland reached up to idly rub the cross that normally hung around his neck and realized he had forgotten it and let his hand drift down to his trace the pattern on his chest plate through the duster "...I don't know, haven't talked to any of 'em long enough."

He looked up at the ceiling before continuing to say "And there's nothing wrong with smoking, heck if I could get my hands on a good cigar I'd smoke one."