Vin shook her head, shutting the door. Spook blushed furiously at her outfit, and Sazed immediately moved over, checking the wound on her cheek. “I think I did something bad,” Vin said. “I…kind of killed Shan Elariel.” “You did what?” Kelsier asked as Sazed tisked quietly, leaving the small cheek cut alone as he undid the bandage on her arm. Vin flinched slightly at Sazed’s ministrations. “She was Mistborn. We fought. I won.” You killed a fully-trained Mistborn? Kelsier thought with shock. You’ve practiced for barely eight months!
