<strong>"A bandit in... black you say?"</strong>Cael might have pondered it further before the youth mentioned Baerlon, at which point a fit of humour took him.<strong>"Baerlon a city lad... well perhaps, I guess, perhaps, that is if one has never been elsewhere - take Caemlyn for instance!"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Mistress Alys... perhaps, but then again some women are a bit of handful,"</strong>he mused darkly, more to himself than for the benefit of Ewin,<strong>"Egwene and Nynaeve then, but if your Egwene takes lessons from this Nynaeve, I'll bet she'll bite the head off of any man who tries to approach her!"</strong><br/><br/>Despite his scathing review, he spoke thusly and loudly:<strong>"Perfect!  I'll take that challenge, show them to me when you get a chance Ewin and there's another silver mark with your face on it!"</strong>With his purse as slim as it had gotten, he felt, or rather knew, he would regret that, but the mood was upon him.