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Shallan dropped backward into the room to find Renarin healing a bridgemen who ad been hurt. She quickly asked Adolin what happened to the Unmade. He said it fled like smoke farther down into the mountains. Eth asked if they should chase it. Shallan, feeling the change in the tower, told them not to chase it. She told him they could post guards, but she didn't think it would return. Teft agreed that guards sounded like a very good idea. She frowned at his comment but followed his gaze to what the Re-Shephir had been hiding - thousands upon thousands of cut gemstones.{{book ref|sa3|30}}

 

 

Teft work up and unfortunately his first sensation was pain. He wondered if he'd ever been useful as he rolled over and groaned, his jacket gone. Getting to his feet, Teft realized he was in an alleyway between tents in the Breakaway market. He was halfway through relieving himself when he realized what he was doing. His first thought was that at least he wasn't some drunkard who wallowed in filth, but that thought reminded him of a deeper pain, the pain of need. He wasn't a drunkard, he was something far, far worse. He walked down the alleyway and women passed looking away as if embarrassed for him. He then thought maybe it was a good thing he lost his coat, so he didn't shame his entire crew. However, he told himself he was already a shame to the crew.{{book ref|sa3|41}}

 

He made his way to the well and drank the water despite his stomach immediately cramping in rejection, a regular occurrence after a night on firemoss. As he took another sip, he debated throwing him in. He wondered if he did, would he still feel the itching need inside. He noticed in the water's reflection, a woman with pale white skin, glowing faintly, with hair that hovered around her head like clouds. He slapped the water and told her to leave him alone, to go find someone else who cares.{{book ref|sa3|41}}

 

He stumbled away and realized that returning the barracks would be the smart thing to do, but he couldn't face Bridge Four like this. He wandered the market instead, keeping his eyes down. He remembered how he used to function before, some moss here and there, but then Kaladin left and he faced the monster of the darkness, including one that looked just like him. He'd needed the moss to deal with that. Looking up, the spren stood in front of and whispered that he'd spoken oaths. Teft thought the oaths stupid and foolish, disappointed that becoming Radiant didn't remove his cravings.{{book ref|sa3|41}}

 

He found a tent nestled among the taverns and he walked in, sitting down at a table. A woman brought over a little bowl of firemoss, not bothering to ask for payment that she knew he would have. Teft stared at the bowl, loathing himself, but the yearning increased tenfold. He seized the firemoss and rubbed it between his raw, blistering fingers. A minute later, the firemoss washed away his pains and strengthened his resolve. Where the moss used to give Teft a feeling of euphoria, now it was necessity to survive. It washed away his burdens and the memories of the dark version of himself. He was a wretch and a coward and he knew he didn't deserve to wear the symbol of Bridge Four and the spren would be better off fleeing.{{book ref|sa3|41}}

 

He went through three bowls before a garish light made him blink and raise his head from the drool-stained table. A figure knelt beside him as Teft heard Kaladin's voice. The den's keeper said that Teft owed them for three bowls. Rock told the den keeper he should be glad that they do not rip off pieces of his body and pay him for that. Teft croaked and turned away, not wanting them to see his state. The den keeper argued that his establishment was completely legal and if they assaulted them, they would bring the guard to defend them. Kaladin gave the den keeper his "blood money," and asked Rock to get Teft. Rock was gentle with his touch and Teft started crying. Kaladin asked Teft what happened to his coat and he confessed he sold it. Kaladin fell silent and Rock carried him halfway back until Teft protested and asked to walk on his own two feet.{{book ref|sa3|41}}