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“Gallivanting about as a Mistborn is very serious, ancient, work; an art form of sorts. You understand, Vin?”
Stifling a laugh as she balanced atop the roof, several feet from Kelsier, she nodded. “Of course.”
Kelsier‘s eyes twinkled. “Then I want to see you make being an allomancer as graceful as it is. Like so.”
Kelsier flipped a coin off the roof and took a smooth step off. He plummeted, Vin’s heart following as it always did that first minute whenever she and Kell messed around.
Per usual, however, Kell reappeared at eye level soon. “Your turn.”
Smiling, Vin jumped off the roof, too.