He looked calm, but then, he could not see the glow of saidar surrounding her. Nicola's face did not change, but her gaze suddenly seemed to be trying to fix Egwene's. Silence descended again, Elayne settling to a browner study than before, Birgitte propping her chin on one hand as she frowned at nothing. Long stone docks thrusting out from the stone quay passed by; all she could see ahead were more docks, and the city gleaming white in the afternoon sun.
Ask one of the Aielmen, and he looked as if you had babbled nonsense. Well, she was not about to settle Moghedien this moment. She hardly appeared old enough to have a daughter Elayne's age, though, much less a son Gawyn's. There really was nothing to do but straighten her green coat, glance into the stand-mirror to make sure of her hair—and take his hand.
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