Fleet kept running,β Kaladin growled, getting back under Elhokarβs arm. βWhat?β βHe couldn't win, but he kept running. And when the storm caught him, it didn't matter that heβd died, because heβd run for all he had.β βSure. All right.β The king sounded groggy, though Kaladin couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or the blood loss. βWe all die in the end, you see,β Kaladin said. βSo I guess what truly matters is just how well you've run. And Elhokar, you've kept running since your father was killed, even if you screw up all the storming time.β βThank you?β the king said, drowsy.