" Emancipor stood in front of the small bush,listening to the birds chirp to greet the morning whilst he emptied his bladder.
“Look wel on that yelow, murky stream, Mister Reese—”
The manservant started at the voice beside him. “Master! You, uh, surprised me.”
“Thus reducing you to a trickle. "

― Steven Erikson , Bauchelain and Korbal Broach (The Tales of Bauchelain and Korbal Broach, #1-3)