The weight in his eyes forced her to pause as if suddenly realizing something very important. For men of lesser strength the juxtaposition between the smile on her face and the brief stiffness of her body might have been eerie, but it might have only been telling. Nariko had no way of realizing it but it was very much the same as in Roland's room, a smile that didn't go to her eyes and seemed horribly out of place

"But I would imagine that your friend," not his dinh "Would have his reasons for it. I won't question it, as I'm sure it's easier to avoid whatever little good there is to know about me." She eased back into her usual smile, and reached for her wine, she suddenly needed it. "I'm sure your and my possible friendship and be developed over something almost as riveting as Roland."