Marek took one look at Duke and started to laugh. There was probably a reason for the hat, but it was ridiculous. It suited Duke, of course, but that was beside the point.
If pressed, he would probably blame the potions for pain that he was still taking, though he seemed to be developing an immunity to those, too. That was less pleasant than the immunity to the potions that he'd been given to induce coma, because it meant he was awake and in pain. He'd gotten very good at hiding that, though.
"Fine and dandy," he said. "I'd be up out of this bed and kicking your arse this second if my parents hadn't taught me not to hit girls. What's with the hat?"