The women were still watching, Egwene realized. He was the first rude Shienaran Rand had met; even Masema was only cold, not really rude. Even with a rope to climb down and no guards watching, he could not cross that. my Lord? Hurin said diffidently.
Twice now, unknowing - and once on purpose; he could not forget that - he had tried to channel the One Power while he was in the void. As Rand looked, he gave one last kick, scraping across the straw-covered floor, and was still, tongue and eyes bulging out of a face gone almost black. Nynaeve's smile was strained; both women had tight eyes, as if they fought worried frowns. She looked Ingtar up and down and seemed to dismiss him, which made him blink.
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