A Braid's Obsession- Wheel of Time Idol

Nyneave, she has an anger problem.
I am here to assist her in maintaining control.
When the anger burns she knows that I am ready to help. She needs me. And I need her.

Needed! I just love being needed! I can dream of the old days, when she was young, and I short. I remember the time she gripped me for the first time. Let the memory live again.

Every Aes Sedai seem to beat around the bush way too often. Someone mutters, and Nyneave, she sputters. And soon I will be needed!

Anger! I must wait for the anger! I must think of her feelings, and I mustn't give way. When the fit comes tonight will be a memory too. Nyneave will rage, and I'll be here.

Fractured nerves. Frustrations build. Her eyes begin to bug out. Where can she turn? Nobody has a solution. Another fit is coming!
Tug me! It's so easy to tug me! All alone I am needed. It's the only right way. If she tugs me, she'll understand what happiness is. Look a new tug has begun.