Why, Ralph, this boy could be your twin! Are you two related?
How do I know I won't kill myself.
I know what you're thinking. "If I kill him, will I kill myself?" A good question. But you ain't got the guts to kill me yet, I can tell. I could kill you though, right now, just by wringing your scrawny neck. But where's the fun in that?
Hell's teeth! You're that boy they're all looking for, from Harbledown's tavern!
I should have known not to try. When has anything ever worked out for me? Fingers was right-I am useless, snivelling coward.