“Oh!” Syl said, still on the ardent’s shoulder. “She thinks you’re pretty!”
Kaladin drew his lips to a line. He nodded to the woman and left her, striking back into the rain toward the center of town.
Syl zipped up to his shoulder. “Wow. She must be desperate living out here. I mean, look at you…”
SOOO I did a little drawing of this scene. One of my favorites so far of the new chapterso of SA. I love this spren more everyday.
Sylphrena, you evil brat.
i'll apple your turnover 