[too many emotions clash at once for Rincewind to say anything at first. There's a lull.

Jorah's not the same as your Hannibal. [his voice sounds weaker than he intended.] You can't even bloody well compare the two, you - you can't.

He probably doesn't care about me as much as some others, I know. You're probably right there. [it's the place he's used to occupying, despite some strides made in this world.] And I wouldn't ask him to put me above his queen anyway.

...But I'm not a play thing.