She frowned as he spat at her feet and hurried on past her; Cenn was never a pleasant man, but he was seldom openly rude. I am sorry, Rand. The disguised ones were no better, many of them, cloaked and shrouded as they were. Nynaeve grunted, then gave a short, sharp laugh.
You have learned a few things. Min only stared, her mouth hanging open. Your ancestors should have remembered. I have not been hiding, Moiraine said calmly.
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