Alice: Heya, O Chickens of the Cosmere!
Lyn: Awww, you’re coming around to it! I told you this chickens thing was fun. I feel like we need t-shirts or something…
A: Oh, I could definitely get into that!
L: Well, chickens and t-shirts aside, we’re about to dive back into the Fall of Urithiru, so I hope you’re all holding onto your feathers, because the plot is continuing its descent into darkness. Navani has one last slim hope of saving the Tower, but it really is a slim one, and the Sibling finally begins communicating with her openly in an attempt to save their own figurative butt. Join us, won’t you?