“I don’t know,” Vin said. “Once maybe I would have thought you a fool, but … well, that’s kind of what trust is, isn’t it? A willful self-delusion? You have to shut out that voice that whispers about betrayal, and just hope that your friends aren’t going to hurt you.” Kelsier chuckled. “I don’t think you’re helping the argument any, Vin.” She shrugged. “Makes sense to me. Distrust is really the same thing—only on the other side. I can see how a person, given the choice between two assumptions, would choose to trust.” “But not you?” Kelsier asked. Vin shrugged again. “I don’t know anymore.”
