“Why are we at war, Brother?” “This again?” Dalinar said. “Look, it’s not so complicated. Can’t you remember how it was back when we started?” “Remind me.” “Well,” Dalinar said, wagging his bent knife. “We looked at this place here, this kingdom, and we realized, ‘Hey, all these people have stuff .’ And we figured … hey, maybe we should have that stuff. So we took it.”
