Fall of the roof *spoilers for WH*

[Liandra]

I was just wondering... I think you'll all remember the scene in Winter's Heart where Lan slips and he and Rand both fall of the roof. At first I thought it sort of funny (Lan almost kills the Dragon Reborn... by accident - kind of ironic, really).

But then I started wondering. It's a really strange thing to happen. Lan slipping... just like that. It isn't like him. He's always described like some sort of superman. Imagine Superman slipping and falling of a roof (okay, Superman can fly, so he probably wouldn't fall, but you get my point). I don't know about you, but I find that just as hard to imagine.

So... how come Lan *did* slip?

And then I started thinking: What if it wasn't an accident at all? What if Lan fell on purpose? After all, he's still suffering from the effects of Moiraine's dead. It would be hard on Nynaeve, true. And I cannot really imagine him leaving her just like that, but there it is: I cannot really imagine him falling like that just by accident, either.

What are your thoughts on this incident?

[Isabel]

LOL, I just think everyone can fall of a roof;) The roof was slippery. Lan is good in fighting, but that doesn't mean he is good in walking on roofs;)

[Terje]

"Death is light as a feather, duty heavy as a mountain."

This being Lan's Law of Life, I doubt he would choose the "easy" way out.

He just slipped.

[HammerOfGod]

Rand and Lan were in a hurry to get away from the police...so Lan just made a mistake and slipped...

{Rand caught Lan's hand and let himself be drawn up to where he could catch the coping and pull himself out onto the roof. Crouching low, they moved along the damp slates to the back of the building, then began the short clim to the peak. There might be Guards in the street, but there was still a chance to get away unseen, expecially if they could signal Nynaeve to make a distraction.
Rand reached for the roof peak, and behind him, Lan's boot slipped on the slates with a screech. Twisting around, Rand seized the other man's wrist, but Lan's weight pulled him down the slick gray slope. Vainly they scrabbled with their free hands for any hold, the edge of a slate, anything. Neither uttered a word. Lan's legs went over the edge, then the rest of him. Rand's gloved fingers caught on something; he did not know what, and he did not care. His head and shoulder stuck over the edge of the roof, and Lan was dangling from his grip above a ten-pace drop to the alley next to the low house.
"Let go," Lan said quietly. He looked up at Rand, his eyes cold and hard, no expression on h is face. "Let go."
"When the sun turns green," Rand told him....}