She made no effort to mask her irritation; she sounded as though he had brought every bird there himself. Even Faile said that sometimes Two Rivers people carried bowing too far; she said they were still working out how to behave with a lord. Nisao flashed a glare of what could only be called distaste, but said nothing. Either way, since you can't be a sister, neither can she.
Egwene, for one, though he was not sure how that friendship would survive her becoming Amyrlin. Alviarin was such a fool; for all her cool exterior, she was a rabbit. She nodded to the correct door, standing open like half a dozen others. It came a little too close to raving.
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