[Slowly, Elayne shifts her feet, treading oh-so-carefully along the rotting wood until she finds a bit that seems sturdier, and reaching back to help America if the other girls needs it.][She offers a reassuring smile.
She draws on the Source again, air weaves knotting themselves around her in an effort to recreate what she'd seen Moraine Sedai do to block sound. But it's not quite right.] I can try to muffle our sound, but I've only seen this weave done once. [Once wasn't enough to entirely figure out how it works. And there are few things Elayne finds more frustrating than not knowing how something works.]
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She draws on the Source again, air weaves knotting themselves around her in an effort to recreate what she'd seen Moraine Sedai do to block sound. But it's not quite right.] I can try to muffle our sound, but I've only seen this weave done once. [Once wasn't enough to entirely figure out how it works. And there are few things Elayne finds more frustrating than not knowing how something works.]