Slowly Rand climbed the steps of the dais. Maybe some of the Asha'man still held on to the Source, but he had told them not to. Moridin had come; he was there, and he would. Fate or ta'veren or whatever, what was, was.
You are a young man who has little idea where he is going or why, or what lies ahead. Near to her, he walked around with her emotions nestled in the back of his head, her physical condition as well, if he thought about it, and A man could easily drown in her dark eyes. If he had talked in his sleep during those two days, the Aes Sedai would have known.
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