Rand, circa the end of EotW

[woolhead]

Burn me, but this is a bad idea. I don't want to have any part of any of this, and I don't think you do, either. Will you at least think very carefully on what you're planning to do before sending me off on some Light-forsaken adventure in a place I won't understand?

Where are Mat or Perrin when I need someone who knows how to talk to women...

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*Drags him out a little* You rang?

[foxoffortune]

[ Were they ever really that young? It feels like a lifetime ago, the journey away from the Two Rivers, not the scant two years it had been.

Light, Rand seemed wet behind the ears in the sturdy woolen clothes of the village. And without that red coat that he takes to wearing like a signature. ]

They have a tendency to do as they will, these muns. Worse than the Aes Sedai, even when they have get bored and just forget about you.

[woolhead]

Mat! Just in time!

[...Wait, that is Mat, isn't it? He looks like he's been pulled through the wringer a time or two, that's some kind of weariness etched on his old friend's face. Meeting the Forsaken, face to face, must have been a little more harrowing on him than Rand expected.]

Is it that bad, really? You really can't talk some sense into her?

...And who could ever get bored of you?

[foxoffortune]

It's like jackdaws and shiny objects. The attention can come and go.

[ Agreeing wholeheartedly with that last statement - because he will never be boring. He's entertaining, at the very least! ]

And they have sense, just not the sort that works with ours. You know how I'm always looking for a spot of fun? They do the same.

[ And the one getting into trouble is still him.

Scratching at his nose, wondering exactly how much he should say. Warnings are good, there are a lot of things he would have wanted to say to himself if he'd known beforehand. It wouldn't change anything much, would it? ]

[woolhead]

Well, it's not like we aren't used to being in trouble.

[After the last couple weeks Rand (and he assumes, Mat) have experienced, he'd be shocked if life ever becomes something as simple and enjoyable as what they'd had in Emond's Field ever again.]

Light... I don't know if I can handle two of you, let alone however many other of these 'muns' are out there.

[Really, Mat's his best buddy forever, but he's such a handful. If the muns are that bad, he's bloody doomed.]

Is anyone else around? Perrin, Egwene, Nynaeve? ...Moiraine Sedai? You and I shouldn't go through it alone.

[foxoffortune]

I'm pretty sure that Moiraine is in a game somewhere, but I haven't seen her in a while. None of the Forsaken though, not really.

[ The mun recalls a couple of others around, but hasn't seen them for even longer. ]

I've dragged you through worse, or maybe it's the other way around now. What with the Ta'veran thing and all.