“Dockson is from a plantation?” Vin asked with surprise. “Of course. Don’t you ever spend time talking with your friends, Mistress?” Friends. I have friends. It was an odd realization. “Anyway,” Sazed said, “I should continue my work. I am sorry to be so dismissive, but I am nearly finished with the translation….” “Of course,” Vin said, standing and smoothing her dress. “Thank you.”
