This land was ours, and it will be ours again. You may send me news of what you find, if you find anything at all. I don't even remember anything to breathe a word about. Light, Egwene would kill me if she knew I'd even thought of it.
I said I will think about it. The word seemed to quiver in the air, almost visible. Let me go, I say! And if I don't like where he is, why, I can pick him up. There was something else, too.
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