Whatever her unease about Asha'man, concern for her unconscious patient had overcome it. Light, she had no wish to be Aiel, no wish to do any of this, but she wanted Aviendha's respect. A man could easily drown in her dark eyes. I'm trying out a few thoughts young Mat had.
Snatching up her knitting from where she had left it in a chair, she sat and began to work the long ivory needles. There are few more than ten thousand in that wetlander camp, she said reprovingly, and fewer in the city. I doubt anyone thought I would return—so soon. That opened the sluicegates wide.
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