After a time, Ingtar spoke again, firmly. The late afternoon sunlight, slanting through the branches, shadowed their faces beneath the hoods of their cloaks. Finally, Rand said, Loial, would you mind leaving Thom and me alone for a bit? Please? Loial looked surprised - the tufts on his ears went almost to points - but he nodded and rose. quick feet to kneel with downcast head beside the High Lord, offering a single steaming cup on a lacquered tray.
But the fellow just banged the door shut and rammed the heavy bolts home, then went to some shelves beyond the end of the table and took one of the lamps there. She nodded reluctantly, and squeezed his hand. She scooted to the corner and peered cautiously around the edge of the building. Egwene, and Nynaeve, and Mat, and Hurin, and Verin.
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