Bert let out a low whistle. He looked at Eddie a moment then out over the park, sights that were still foreign but growing more familiar with every passing day.

"How about that?" he finally said, a tone of wondering in his voice. Pulled through to Mid-World. To join in Roland's quest. Gods. He knew there were so many things he had only the barest comprehension of, but this seemed staggering.

"How is the old man, then? I reckon he's an old man by now, anyway. It's been...well, I don't know, actually. A time."