Mat wakes up and eats.
Mat wakes up. He is disoriented, and spontaneously remembers details of what seems to be a battle from when Aemon al Caar al Thorin defended Manetheren from a Trolloc invasion. Mat’s memory is more full of holes than a block of Swiss cheese, but he deduces he’s in Tar Valon, the Healing complete. Without even bothering to put clothes on, he wolfs down the plate of food left for him and reflects upon what he is able to remember. Finally, he decides the best course of action is to keep quiet about the Horn, scrape together some money, and get the hell out of Tar Valon.