Mat frowned at him, and went on slowly, "Uno said they'd rather stay there than inside the walls.

Mat frowned at him, and the stranger gave a writhing hitch of his shoulders.

On the far side of Rand, Mat was frowning in disapproving silence.

Mat opened his mouth with a grin, then frowned thoughtfully and closed it again.

Mat frowned at the closed door.

Mat frowned at him.

Mat frowned at him, wishing there was enough light to show the man's face clearly.

Mat frowned, wondering whether the man thought he could fuddle everything up by going around in circles long enough.

Swallowing half the dew melon punch in his silver cup, Mat frowned down the table.

Juilin glanced up in surprise at the old man, and Mat frowned.