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private . 19th metal

[ private to anya ]

I think I need help.

[ private to kelsier ]

I want to ask you to keep Vin away from me, but I don't trust you to put my safety over her comfort.

[ Bald and honest. He cares about Kelsier, and Marsh, and it is unbelievably painful to understand that he would be betrayed. ]

[ private to iris ]

You've been killed before. By people here.

[ private to morgana ]

How did you die?

[ a couple days later, private to Cassel ]

I'm sorry I've been so afraid.

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But he loves you, too.

I doubt it.

Why do you doubt it?

Edited 2013-08-18 01:08 (UTC)

He doesn't know what he thinks of me. Maybe he wishes he liked me more, or maybe he thinks he does because I'm Mistborn.

Weird. Because he seemed to like you pretty well the last, like, however many months.

Vin is here. He can't pretend anymore.

I thought he knew already. That she killed you.

He can ignore it if he doesn't see her.

You can't ignore that kind of thing, that doesn't make sense.

He has to be. It doesn't make sense otherwise.

It doesn't make sense that he likes you? Why not? Pretty much everybody here has people who like them, even Arthas or whoever.

You can't like someone who tried to kill a friend.

I still like Barron. I shouldn't, but I do.

You were made to like him.

I'm not sure that's all.

He thinks he's going to graduate soon. And I'm - proud, and worried about him.

People are more complicated than I thought they were. Even me.