“All right,” Shallan said, turning to Kaladin and Adolin. “You two will get new faces and clothing, making you into old men.” “I don’t need a disguise,” Kaladin said. “I—” “You spent time with those parshmen earlier in the month,” Shallan said. “Best to be safe. Besides, you scowl at everyone like an old man anyway. You’ll be a great fit.” Kaladin glowered at her. “Perfect! Keep it up.”
