Just inside the wagons Loial paused, peering at the Acs Sedai and the Asha'man, and his tufted ears quivered uneasily. Without a pause he transferred his amusement to Rand. You're no milksop—any fool can see that—so stop pretending. Perhaps they might buy enough time, though he did not really believe that.
The wine punch tasted of plums. You are— Merilille! Elayne said sharply, leaning forward. If we did as you want, they would close the gates on us before we covered a mile. Had she wanted to be brave, she would have chosen Green.
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