[Vin is off and running in an instant. Arya, Arya, Arya; she knows her smell and the sound of her gait, and she will find her, she will find this girl who became, somehow, irreplaceably important to her. Clifford pounds after her, not quite able to keep up with the pace she's set--]
[And there's the deck, and there's Arya, shaved bald and older and wearing some other girl's expression, but instantly recognizable. Vin doesn't cry out, but skids to a halt in front of her, looking down with an unreadable look on her face.]
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[Vin is off and running in an instant. Arya, Arya, Arya; she knows her smell and the sound of her gait, and she will find her, she will find this girl who became, somehow, irreplaceably important to her. Clifford pounds after her, not quite able to keep up with the pace she's set--]
[And there's the deck, and there's Arya, shaved bald and older and wearing some other girl's expression, but instantly recognizable. Vin doesn't cry out, but skids to a halt in front of her, looking down with an unreadable look on her face.]