[Someday he'll tell her about the Warrior of Light, and about the meaning of Sundering, and how he doesn't know which star or shard or universe or whatnot she comes from, but that if somehow the Ninth just so happened to be a part of one of the shards somewhere out there across the rift, minding its own business, an unsuspecting part of a greater whole — that if he were taking bets on what color soul a visiting Ascian with the right sort of eyes might perceive in Gideon Nav, he'd be laying his wagers on Azem orange.]
I'll get you something to commemorate the occasion. I promise.
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I'll get you something to commemorate the occasion. I promise.