Mat rolled his eyes with an open, roguish grin.

Mat rolled his shoulders before answering.

Mat rolled his eyes skyward.

Mat rolled his eyes to the heavens.

Mat rolled out of the haystack, scratching vigorously.

Mat rolled his eyes to the heavens and muttered a prayer that was half curse.

Mat rolled his eyes in exasperation.

From behind her, Mat looked at Rand and rolled his eyes, clearly relieved to be spared that.

At first, Noal tried to make a map of which chambers they had been in, but the geometry of the land did not work according to the normal laws of physics, so when Mat rolled his dice they often headed back the same direction and ended in a different place.