When they got inside the house, Jagg went over to a small pile of things after he took off his packs and dug out a small oil lamp and lit it with a small dancing flame that shed light on the interior of the house.
"I'm sorry," Jagg said. "but this small lamp is all I have to light the house."
"I doesn't matter Jagg." Moiraine assured him, sitting down. "just to guests is an honor enough."
"I myself," To'mec began. "truly don't feel like eating so early in the afternoon. I'm just so egar to here the story of your life."
"Well, fighting in the Dessert Wars isn't what I though it was."