Bert bowed, polite for once. "Well met, sai. Long days and pleasant nights to you." Then, offering his hand to shake, "Cuthbert Allgood, son of Robert. I hear you've met Roland, my dinh. Stupidly tall, scowls a lot, face like he was hit with a brick? Ringing any bells?" Smiling gregariously, he leant back against the bannister, the very image of relaxation, and waved one hand. "Kaine wanted to talk to you, in case you were wondering. I'm only along for the ride."