It had to be the right one; she could not take any more time here. He held out his hand. Again, that reverential tone. The whole lot of them kept eyeing her and smiling.
Maybe Nynaeve thought to make up for the other by keeping them with her now. Sorilea nodded, thumb tapping the hilt of her belt knife, but her attention never left the Aes Sedai. Somewhere in that house, a woman was channeling. Light, he had to be sane.
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