Hayley Ross

“I don’t mean to be contrary,” said a fifth voice. “But is this all we’re going to do? Read?” “What’s wrong with reading?” Elend asked. “It’s a bit boring,” the fifth voice said. Good man, Vin thought. “Boring?” Elend asked. “Gentlemen, these ideas—these words—they’re everything.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire

“He looked down, then he walked over and crouched before her, holding out a cloak. “There are some things you can’t hide from, Vin. I know—I’ve tried.” She accepted the cloak, then wrapped it around her shoulders. “What happened tonight?” he asked. “What really happened?” “Elend told me that he didn’t want to be with me anymore.” “Ah,” Kelsier said, moving over to sit beside her. “Was this before or after you killed his former fiancée?” “Before,” Vin said.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire

“Time to go, kid,” Ham said. His eyes examined Kelsier one last time, as if to quash any lingering hope that his friend’s broken body still retained a spark of life. Then he towed her away. Vin continued to struggle weakly, but she was growing numb. In the back of her mind, she heard Reen’s voice. See. I told you he would leave you. I warned you. I promised you.…”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire

“This is a man who cares, she thought. A man like Kelsier, or like Dockson. A good man. Why can’t they see that? Finally Elend sighed, standing and pulling over a chair for himself. He sat down, elbow resting against the railing, running his hand through his messy hair. “Well,” he noted, “you probably aren’t the first lady I’ve made cry at a ball, but you are the first one I’ve made cry that I sincerely care about. My gentlemanly prowess has reached new depths.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire