Well, get on with it, get on with it. I was afraid, and I thought I was in trouble-maybe I was; maybe I still am, I don't know-and I didn't want you and Mat to be in it with me. ? Rand waved him to silence, his eyes on Thom. The occupants sat up on their narrow cots as the light struck them, shielding their eyes with their hands, glaring between their, fingers.
It's just. There was a scraping sound from over Rand's head, and then Loial was letting himself down from the wall. And if they came before she was dead, what they found would be worse, and not really her at all any longer. Rand went to join him.
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