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Veil being annoyed at how long it's taking for the Sons of Honor to kidnap her.
Kaladin enters the stormshelter to talk to the Mink, but he's already snuck out, leaving behind a decoy.
Herdazian Soldier: He does this sometimes, Brightlord.
Kaladin: Does what? Turns into rags?
Syl's Kaladin impression:
Syl: Well well. Grumble grumble. Get in line, men. Storming rain, ruining otherwise terrible weather. Also, Im banning toes.
Syl: People keep tripping! I cant have you all hurting yourselves. So, no toes from now on. Next week well try not having feet. Now, go off and get some food. Tomorrow were going to get up before dawn to practice scowling at one another.
Hesina's ability to seek out the current gossip:
Hesina: So, how is Lyn?
Kaladin: Does that always have to be your first question?
Syl: She broke up with him. Right after our last visit.
Hesina: Oh, Kaladin. How's he taking it?
Syl: He sulked for a good two weeks, but I think he's mostly over it.
Kaladin: He's righthere.
Hesina: And he doesn't ever answer questions about his personal life, forcing his poor mother to turn to other, more divine sources.
Syl: See, she knows how to treat me. With the dignity and respect I deserve.
Hesina: Has he been disrespecting you again, Syl?
Syl: It's been atleast a day since he mentioned how great I am.
Kaladin: It's demonstrably unfair that I have to deal with both of you at once.
Veil detailing her con to dupe the Sons of Honor in her head. She created a fake illusion-detector, disguised herself as a mystic old woman and used a fellow Lightweaver as a "victim" to prove that it worked, price-gouged them (which only made them even more convinced that her artifact worked), and spent almost the entire time being interrogated/initiated by the Sons of Honor laughing about it.
Shallan wonders about where the Sons of Honor got their robes from. She pictures them telling the seamstress, "Yes, we want twenty identical, mysterious robes, sewn with ancient arcane symbols. They're for ... parties."
Veil and Adolin have been responsible for trying to set up Kaladin with women around Urithiru, and Kaladin is half-annoyed, half-amused at this fact.
Kaladin: You two have the strangest relationship. Adolin: (gives a look that says "you have no idea'')
Pattern is still unclear on how sex actually works, so Veil tells him to ask Shallan about it.
In the middle of an important discussion about the nature of the Cosmere and in particular Zahel's immortal place in it, we get this gem:
Kaladin: I don't know what any of that meant, but thanks for replying. Wit never gives me answers. At least not straight ones. Zahel: That's because Wit is an asshole.
Adolin shows up to Kaladin's father's clinic to discover that it is swarmed with young women, but he's allowed through to speak to Kaladin. Kaladin complains about how many young women are turning up to get a peek at him. Adolin muses that it's probably because Kaladin is now the most eligible bachelor in Urithiru, and he'd be surprised if half the young women in the kingdom didn't suddenly come down with headaches. Then he realizes it's already happened and Kaladin hadn't actually put together why so many women were coming to him with minor ailments until that very moment.
"You can be deliciously naive sometimes, Kal," Adolin said. "You need to use this angle. Work it." "That would betray the ethics of the surgeon-patient relationship," Kaladin said, closing the door—preventing Adolin from counting the suspiciously well-dressed young women in the waiting room.
Later on, Godeke the Edgedancer asks Adolin why he has so many swords strapped to Gallant. Adolin then starts going on a lengthy explanation of every one of the dozen swords and other weapons he's bringing on their trip to Shadesmar. When Godeke finally manages to get away from Adolin, the prince then calls over his grooms to bring even more weapons to put on Gallant's saddle. He's not going into Shadesmar with just a harpoon and a knife this time.
As Adolin and Shallan are traveling though Shadesmar, Adolin puts his arm around her. They start talking as they walk, only for Pattern to suddenly come up behind them and hug them both.
Pattern: Mmm... I like having arms.
At the beginning of the chapter there is a series of sketches done by Shallan about the Cryptics, depicting them in their dignified, glassy robes and also showing their odd, bony hands and feet. At the very bottom of the page, Shallan notes that she hasn't seen any Cryptics actually running, but she thinks it would be "very silly," and then she draws a hilariously ridiculous sketch depicting how she thinks they run.
Veil's attempts to get Shallan to talk to her and Radiant. She grabs a notebook and paper and starts drawing (and Veil is horrible at drawing). However, her subject is Adolin, and it's intentionally bad. Shallan knows what she's up to and doesn't bite. Veil gives him a unibrow, then wall-eyes, and then finally makes him unfashionable (wearing cut-off shorts!) before Shallan gives in.
Shallan confesses to Adolin about having tried to rob Jasnah when they first came together. Rather than be upset, Adolin finds the idea that she tried to rob Jasnahcompletely hilarious, and they agree that she probably hasnt mentioned it because it nearly worked, out of shame for having been fooled for so long. Adolin notes that Shallan may have been able to fool a normal person, but not Jasnah Kholin.
Adolin is telling Shallan about an old flame of his, when he was much younger. She was apparently 14, a bit older than Adolin at the time, and rather "well put together" for her age. She spent time dropping hints about wanting to see how Adolin could use his "sword". The innuendo went right over younger Adolin's head, and he bought her an actual sword as a gift.
Everyone has caught on to Lifts shtick and have started going as far as deliberately leaving food out for her to steal. This ends up annoying Lift, and she spends a good chunk of the interlude acting like an edgy brooding teenager.
Nale is in the middle of a grand proclamation of Dalinar going about an unjust war when Cord shoots himin the facewith a Shardbow. Rather than be horrified, given the healing of Radiants in general, Dalinar seems more mildly annoyed at the interruption and tells Cord not to fire again.
Wit gets many good lines in this chapter, but possibly one of the best lines in fiction is:
Wit: "How remarkable," he said. "If you spend you life knocking people down, you eventully find they won't stand up for you. There's poetry in that, don't you think, you storming personification of a cancerous anal discharge?"
Presumably in preparation for their conflict, Odium has instructed that his most intelligent and trustworthy Fused scour Urithiru for any information on Dalinar Kholin... including meticulously itemizing and cataloguing his socks.
Adolin has to learn honorspren law under the tutelage of an inkspren named Blended. Unfortunately, honorspren law is bizarre.
Wit: I should thank you not to demean me by insisting my art must be trying to accomplish something. In fact, you shouldn't enjoy art. You should simply admit that it exists, then move on. Anything else is patronizing.
Pretty much everything involving Design, because she's a Cryptic who is just as (intentionally) annoying as Wit and he clearly can't stand having an equal in that department.
A mix of heartwarming and funny as Lift asks what took Kaladin so long to show up. Teft responds "Boy likes to grandstand" Before admitting that Kaladin is inspiring.