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[taishar_malkier]

Nynaeve is studying, buried in her books and notebooks and the faint scowl she wears when she's trying to coax (or bludgeon) a new idea into something clear and practical. She's not likely to drop it for a few hours at least.

It's been a while since Lan was in the bar. Not outside practicing swordwork, but in the common room.

So he's here now, with a pipe and a book that he's ignoring in favor of watching the room.