28th metal . voice

[godsays]

The Admiral makes you a warden before you finish learning. Finding out what's right and what's wrong.

Is that because you never stop learning?

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private

[indispensible]

I know.

private

[godsays]

...really?

[ He is afraid of her answer. He is small and vulnerable, in this question. ]

private

[indispensible]

Yes.

I knew since I saw that memory. You just didn't believe me.

private

[godsays]

I was... off-balance.

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[indispensible]

You aren't now. If it's a maze, you're - facing the right way.

private

[godsays]

[ He can't speak, in response to that. She's stolen his voice. She has - it's impossible to even think about all the things that are different now. ]

private

[indispensible]

[Vin doesn't spend a great deal of time thinking about what-ifs anymore. What's happened has happened, and it can't unhappen. It's all had its purpose, she supposes. But she had never wanted to hurt Zane. They could have been . . . something. Friends, at the very least.]

[There are plenty of wardens Vin doesn't care for. The shift of his status doesn't mean much on its own. Except for this: he's saved himself. He didn't need to destroy anyone to do it after all.]

[She snorts.]

Stop thinking so much.

[A pause. Then, with a deliberate lack of investment:]

Do you want to spar?

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[godsays]

Yes.

[ No hesitation, which surprises him, enough so that he takes an actual moment puzzling over the fact that yes, he really said that. ]

Sparring with Kelsier is - it's good. I still love being Mistborn. I don't think that's wrong.

private

[indispensible]

It's not. It never was.

[It's good that he has it all back. Which. She doesn't say, and doesn't particularly want anyone but her to know at all right now.]

It's what we are.

private

[godsays]

Yes. It is. And it doesn't mean we're just killers.

[ He is fierce, and stubborn, on this point. ]

private

[indispensible]

It's like you're expecting me to disagree with you.

[It's almost funny.]

private

[godsays]

No. You know this already. It's our world that tries to say otherwise.

private

[indispensible]

Our world is very stupid.

Was. I don't know about now.

private

[godsays]

"Now."

Doesn't mean much.

private

[indispensible]

What do you mean?

private

[godsays]

Kelsier is from when he died. I'm from when I died. You're from when you died. Marsh is from after.

Which is 'now'?

private

[indispensible]

. . . Marsh's.

Does Kelsier know? About me?

private

[godsays]

But what if someone comes from after Marsh?

...I don't know.

I'm sorry. Maybe I assumed.

private

[indispensible]

It'll still be Marsh's. [Because she said so. Deal with it!!]

I don't want him to know.

[She hesitates.]

Come to the CES.

private

[godsays]

Now?

[ obviously now, stupid question ]

private

[indispensible]

No, yesterday.

[stop being dumb]

private

[godsays]

Whose yesterday? Marsh's?

[ yes he can be mischievous ]

private

[indispensible]

[HUFF]

[HUFF]

[sassy mistborn hangup]

private

[godsays]

[ excuse u

well he's going to the CES

today ]

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[indispensible]

[WELL SHE IS ALREADY HERE. Walking under the trees by the entrance, her hair tied up away from her face and a knife up each sleeve.]