Reluctance twisted his features; perhaps even Asha'man worried at being too near Rand. The capacious pockets of his coat bulged with the shapes of books. Wrongly directed. Has Thorn or Juilin been here yet? Vanin did not look up from tying the bandages.
Amys would go, and she wanted her company more than learning. Surely he had been properly courteous before. In silence they floated, moving without moving. No, they did not like what -they had sworn to.
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