Leya: Let me take on a Fade! Ahh shit, I’m dead.
The Loial Generator
—- Oh, Elder Haman will kill me!
—- I follow Rand!
—- You’re so hasty, humans!
Lan looks like a rock: II
Perrin: Why should I run from a beautiful woman tho?
Selene & Liandrin: No clue at all.
Chapter 7, 8, 9 & 10
Egwene smoothes skirt: I
Nynaeve tugs braid: I
Egwene: Hi Whitecloak! We come from Toman Head!
Verin: WTF. Ah, I guess someone needs to play the stupid one now that Mat’s unconscious!
Mrs. Jordan: ABSOLUTELY NOT!