" 'A few stones shy of a fortress,' eh? It's lucky for you that I am able to make allownaces for the weaker minds such as yourself that are so common among Hoomans."Aram shrugs. "Well, I kind of thought that all dwarves were a few stones short of a fortress. Inbreeding, and all that." The dervish turns away from Bevin and begins to lead the way back the other direction, smiling as he does.