"I don't want to. But that doesn't just - mean you'll definitely protect us."

"If we fail to, Liland, the world will end."

"Enough, Eloise. Downstairs."

"Very well. Lead on."

And Liland sits by his father to think. 

A little bit later, Mat knocks on the doorframe. He has the Wisdom with him, who shoulders past and begins checking over Tam.

Liland steps aside and up to Mat.

"How's everything going out there?"

"Mostly recovering. The Congars showed up piled into their wagon asking where the festival was. Like they they couldn't see the smoldering ashes."

"Ugh."

"Did anyone die?"

"A couple people, yeah." Mat gives the names.

"Shit."

"Would've been worse if that Aes Sedai and her Warder weren't here. They killed a lot of Trollocs."

Nod.

"They won't be sticking around, though."

"Did you get the 'we must leave for the good of the town and also possibly the world' speech too?"

"Yeah. So she talked to you already?"

"Yep."

"Do you think she's right?"

"Dunno."

"But we've always talked about leaving, haven't we? Seeing the world, like your dad. This could be our chance, if nothing else."

"And even if only some of them follow us - it's less pressure on the village here."

"Even some is probably going to be too many to fight off here again."

"It will."

"What do you think about- the whole thing?"

"It's plausible."

The Trollocs spontaneously attacking each other in a comedy of errors - right after he decided he wanted them to - wasn't. 

"And even if it's false - she thinks it's true. Which means others will, and we'll be targets no matter what."

"Here's to adventure, then?"

"Here's to adventure."

"And there's no way Kat won't tag along, too."