Cole held onto his hand, not trying to pull himself upright yet. "Everyone hates the Fallow Mire. Because it's an awful place."

Which is surprisingly simple and clear cut from Cole. But Fallow Mire doesn't have space for anything else. Death and awful.

"Out of my clothes? The usual way? I take them off?" He started fumbling over buckles, layers of armour and clothing that needed to be peeled away.