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He shifted to move to climb down, but realized that Shallan, curled up against him, had fallen asleep. She snored softly.

“You must be the only person,” he whispered, “to ever fall asleep while outside in a highstorm.”

Uncomfortable though he was, he realized he really didn’t fancy the idea of climbing down with this wounded leg. Strength sapped, feeling a crushing darkness, he let himself succumb to the numbness, and fell asleep.

Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

The trauma kids are traumabonding. They’ve come a long way since the boots moment, though they just stopped calling each other names a few hours ago.

 I'm slowly inching closer to a Kaladin I’m 100% happy with. I'm at ninety-something, I’d say.