‘Sure,’ Lopen said from behind them. ‘Just go ahead and leave the Herdazian stuck to the wall. The view here is wonderful. Oh, and is that slime running down my cheek? A fresh new look for the Lopen, who cannot brush it away, because – have I mentioned? – his hand is stuck to the wall.’ Kaladin smiled, walking over. ‘You were the one who asked me to stick you to a wall in the first place, Lopen.’ ‘My other hand?’ Lopen said. ‘The one that was cut off long ago, eaten by a fearsome beast? It is making a rude gesture toward you right now. I thought you would wish to know, so that you can prepare
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