"Mmh." A small pause, a sip of water. "As if a giant hand had reached down and closed around you or that thing you used to do with faxes from that balding twerp in Hong Kong."
There was a first time for everything and if keeping up with each other's lives used to be limited to one-line memos, later e-mails and text messages, well. They were busy men, trusting the other one to pick up the phone and call when something profound and earth-shattering had occurred.
Of course, since neither of the two brothers was easily impressed, those occurrences didn't feature very prominently in their lives. Tywin could count the times he'd considered something big enough to immediately call Kevan on one hand: his engagement to Joanna, the birth of the twins, Joanna's death and the circumstances leading to her death.
"It's an interesting place populated by whimsical people. A bit like moving to a tiny village in the countryside after spending all your life in a metropolis. Even the 'sharks' in the big cities are little more than small fish." Not criticising, just observing in a very sterile manner which might come across as insulting. "You should visit sometime, see it for yourself."