“I’m going to need you and Neald the day after tomorrow.” That was like saying he needed air. Without the Asha’man, everything became impossible. “You’re going to be busy then.” Another gross understatement. “Busy as a one-armed man plastering a ceiling, my Lord.” “Are you up to it?” “Have to be, don’t I, my Lord.” Perrin nodded again. You did what had to be done.
