That dirty Aiel woman
::whirls into the common room in a petite, graceful flash of lace and silk::
Did someone say Aiel? Aiel! HA! I chased her out of here with a single glance! I'll not have those murderers corrupting *my* space!
::sniffs, smugly smoothing her soft, silken skirts, Great Serpent ring glinting softly in the light; one hand flutters to her breast in becoming piety::
I do feel bad for those children, after all. I mean, growing up as savage as they do, without even a slight knowledge of Daes dae'Mar, and so far from beloved, shining Cairhien... well, who can blame them for their oddities? The girl is gone back where she belongs, and good riddance.
::Turns smoothly on a spotless, slippered foot, surveying the pitiful group of adventurers about her distastefully while toying with a lacen cuff, enigmatic eyes taking in the dust, dirt, and general decrepitude of their appearances:: Hm. Well. Are you all to be my traveling companions? ::sighs mournfully:: Ah, for the days when a single Aes Sedai traveling alone would be enough to make ruffians pause. If only I could leave you here... I suppose I shall have to lead you lot, though; you all look frightfully unable to take care of yourselves. If you had taken up with that Aiel girl, it's no wonder. Yes, yes. I believe I shall travel with you.
::mutters something under her breath that sounds suspiciously like "and behave or I'll bind you all so you have to" as she swirls out to find a hot bath::