She's unbothered by his near-nudity, though perhaps when she was young it might have flustered her. Moiraine frowns at his words -- though perhaps she should have expected this reaction. Most men were wont to be this stubborn, especially in the face of seeming weakness.

"You need to rest," she insists, in a firm tone that suggests that she's right, Estinien's wrong, and that should be the end of it. "You'll reopen your wounds if you move too quickly -- and I suspect we have some time."

Moiraine is not a fool; she has no illusions that the Regent's forces won't be pursuing them sooner rather than later, and they certainly can't stay in this valley for the long term. But they need time to recuperate, to get their bearings before they move on.