[There is a long pause, as the other woman weighs whether she will choose insult over a stranger, a new shard-bearer, even, daring to preach to her about her emotions, or if she will choose "unity"...
But in the end, even if it stings, even if it does not mean she trusts or believes-]
Then what is your name, woman, that I might know who to call to arms?
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But in the end, even if it stings, even if it does not mean she trusts or believes-]
Then what is your name, woman, that I might know who to call to arms?