[ It is not an entirely unfamiliar feeling, being unable to touch the True Source -- but that does not make it a pleasant one. There is not, for a mercy, a sense of being entirely cut off -- saidar is there, but lingering just out of Moiraine's reach. She cannot channel even the simplest of weaves, and even if she could, what would she do? Her life is not in danger, at least not by any means she can sense; her captors are cold, but do not seem inclined to brutalize her.

She does what she is told after some initial resistance acquaints her with one of the whips, a binding akin to a Compulsion weave. Her Warder is not here to defend her with his blade, she is surrounded by armed soldiers, and Moiraine is herself unarmed and clothed in naught more than a thin white shift. She has never taken especially well to being ordered about, but allows it only now because it seems the most practical thing to do while she considers her options. This is not what she expected, but the Pattern weaves in many ways one does not expect. It is what she tells herself, to keep her mind off of the vision of her own world's destruction she witnessed before arriving here. (It cannot be true, she reasons; besides the fact that there might be many reasons to have her believe her world is dead, Moiraine has never been especially gifted in Foretelling.)

There are others, more white-clothed people in similar straits as herself, and perhaps in such a time it might do her well to make acquaintances, if not yet friends or allies. She approaches someone who looks as if they have been particularly ill-treated by their captors, or who even simply looks lost or distressed. ]

This will not last. [ She pitches the words to sound reassuring, a certainty in her voice and bearing that she only partly feels. ] I imagine we are of some value to them.

[ Or they would already have killed us are the words she leaves hanging in the air. ]

( hit me up! Moiraine is mostly TV canon with some book stuff sprinkled in for flavor/backstory. PMs are welcome for discussion if you like c: )