Her eyes spoke of compassion

Her eyes spoke of compassion for the plight of the old paladin and his brave men, when Roland called forth the recent recruits to his band, and pointed to one of them, indicating that she would know this one. In the dim light of a torch Ainea easily recognized the immensely fat soldier as the one whose foul words had defiled both Paul and herself at the North Gate. Her blade had cut short his tirade and dispatched him quivering to this underworld. She also recognized the name the skeleton pronounced as one spoken by the villagers with anger and contempt.

Whispered words informed Paul of what she knew.