As a married couple they are quite ill-matched.

He's like a human parrot: he resays whatever he's told - without any comprehension of its meaning.

TYAN: My name is Tyan, my lord. KNIGHT: How old are you? TYAN: Fourteen, my lord. KNIGHT: And is it true that you have been in league with the Devil? Tyan nods quietly and looks away.

I looked and saw that she and her hammock were covered in diarrhea.