“He dared that, did he? Dangerous, with Ruin straining against his bonds. But if anyone were going to try something so foolhardy, it would be Cephandrius.” “He stole something, I think,” Kelsier said. “From the other side of the room. A bit of metal.” “Aaah . . .” Fuzz said softly. “I had thought that when he rejected the rest of us, he would stop interfering. I should know better than to trust an implication from him. Half the time you can’t trust his outright promises. . . .” “Who is he?” Kelsier asked. “An old friend.
