You're an Apprentice! You're not ready to think!" Gilan and Halt. The Ruins of Gorlan.
You're right, Halt,' she said, and he nodded acklowledgement of her backing down. 'Nice to hear someone else saying that for a change,' Will said cheerfully. 'Seems like I've said those words an awful lot in my time.' Halt turned a bleak gaze on him. 'And you've always been right.
Fanatics," Halt said. "Don't you just love 'em?
You spoil your horse, Halt said. Will glanced at him. You spoil yours. Halt considered the thought, then nodded. That's true.
Would you trust him with your life, Halt?" Gilan interrupted, and Halt looked up at him. "Yes," he said quietly. Gilan patted his shoulder once more. "Then trust him with his own," he said simply.
Halt shook his head. Frankly, he'd seen sacks of potatoes that could sit a horse better than Erak
You're a very amusing fellow," he told Halt. "I'd like to brain you with my ax one of these days." Erak to Halt.
Ow!" said Horace as the Ranger's fingers probed and poked around the bruise. Did that hurt?" Halt asked, and Horace looked at him with exasperation. Of course it did," he said sharply. "That's why I said 'ow!
You know, Gilan, sarcasm isn't the lowest form of wit. It's not even wit at all." -Halt
Halt Halt," said Gilan stepping out into the open.