"I am supposing that it could not," Azarl says.
Rand is tinkering with something on his desk, with Gallador looking over his shoulder, when you enter.
"Ah, Rianna," Rand says, looking up from his work with his usual sinister grin. "Thank you for not slaying our newest asset. I trust Gallador's medical services have improved your state of being?"
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"Yes, that one," Galder says, unphased. "But I don't want to talk about the debacle with the Shepherds. That's not important. I know all of you enjoyed that bloodbath."
Galder comes into your quarters, closing the door behind him and trailing blood in his footsteps on the floor. Epirean blood, it looks like.
"I want to talk about something else. About how Kuylen held the group together and kept them motivated with his military discipline. You were there, you trained under him, you saw it. It worked, didn't it?"