[Elayne takes his hand, though she's also quick to take the lead, trying to step ahead of him as though it's only natural that she'd go first. Even if her footing is maybe a little too tenuous.
She raises a finger to her lips, indicating the splashing noises below. For a moment, she tries to concentrate on the Source, thin filaments of light twining themselves around her as she tries to replicate the weave she saw Moraine Sedai perform, the one that masked the sounds they made. But she can't quite get it right - if only Moraine had been here longer, she could have learned it.]
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She raises a finger to her lips, indicating the splashing noises below. For a moment, she tries to concentrate on the Source, thin filaments of light twining themselves around her as she tries to replicate the weave she saw Moraine Sedai perform, the one that masked the sounds they made. But she can't quite get it right - if only Moraine had been here longer, she could have learned it.]