“You’re like some strange mixture of a noblewoman, a street urchin, and a cat. Plus, you’ve mangaged - in our short three years together - to kill not only my god, but my father, my brother, and my fiancée. That’s kind of like a homicidal hat trick.”
✹ Taking off into deep space, by myself, with no navigational system, chasing after a vehicle that can easily outpace me is dumb. It’s super dumb. It’s super-duper dumb. And I know how dumb it is the minute I make the choice. But I can’t stop myself. This is just kind of how I do things.
“Elend is a forgetful scholar. He gets lost in his books and forgets about meeting he himself called. He only dresses with any sense of fashion because a Terriswoman bought him a new wardrobe. War has change him some, but on the inside, I think he’s still just a dreamer caught in a world with too much violence.”