[That look and the fact that she stays, more than anything, makes Vin proud of her. It shocks her to her core, the strength of that pride. It's foreign and strange.]

Not today.

[Barely a murmur, barely audible, and then she's stepping away, light on her toes. She touches the wound in her belly with her free hand, inspects the blood that comes away on it. The shirt is torn. She'll need to change before Kelsier sees.]

It hurts. But I heal quick. Besides, there are worse pains.

[Loss. Loneliness. Helplessness.]

[She puts her head on one side and smiles.]

You wouldn't let it slow you down either, would you?