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[There's no question in Vin's mind about reading through the file several times. There's also no question of letting Stark see it. He knows what's in it. She is not all that surprised herself, not about the generalities. The specifics hurt more than she thought they would.]

[Hell. And - Alice.]

[She knows his habits well enough by now that she can track him down quickly. He's on the deck. She wrinkles her nose again; he's smoking.]

Stark.

[If he'd wanted to be James, he would have said that from the start.]

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[While her voice isn't hesitant, it's definitely quiet. She still doesn't quite understand the point of the network, but now that she's been paired it'd probably be more noticeable not to say something.]

I'm Vin. I arrived here a few weeks ago, and I've spoken to - some of you. I'm a warden.

[She considers leaving it at that, but decides against it.]

I'd like to know about other people's worlds. I don't know very much about Earth, but that's not where I'm from. So it would be useful.

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Because for a thousand years it was too weak, and it didn't have any tools to help it to freedom.

[It stinks of fate to her, and she doesn't care about hiding what she does know anymore.]

It used people like you to gain strength.

. . . Yes.

[She glances at Morgana warily.]

You're angry. [What about, is what she wants to know.]

[She's not like Merlin; she's not like Emrys. They're quiet in different ways, but all Morgana can see are the similarities. So swallows the wary look for just a moment before pushing herself to her feet.]

You killed him.

[Him. In other circumstances, it'd be a hilarious understatement.]

I've killed a lot of men.

[She can imagine the roles swapped, pictures Zane telling Merlin you killed her. Pictures Merlin saying, I've killed a lot of women. Rage bubbles.]

And none of them mattered.

Most of them didn't matter to me. No.

[But surely they mattered to someone. A wife, a mother, a child. Ham would have mattered, if he'd been killed. So many would have missed him. So would Sazed. So did Kelsier.]

If you're talking about Zane [which it's obvious she is, by her impotent and unimpressive anger], he mattered. But he was also trying to kill me. So yes. I killed him.

[And there is no part of her that regrets that choice. It was what needed to be done.]

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[There was never enough regret in Merlin for her satisfaction, never enough apology. She thinks he must have stopped feeling sorry for any of it by the end, and it makes her taste bile. It was his fault, all of it, and he was hardly even sorry for running her through.

But he's gone, now, retreated back to his life, and she can't rail at him. She'll never be able to make him understand how much she needed - something from him.]

When we kill it's a crime, [she finally spits out, lifting her chin so she feels a little less like falling apart.] When you kill it's justice. The Admiral does have his standards.

[She shakes her head, and makes herself turn away to head out of the garden.]

[Vin's expression doesn't change. She does make a quiet noise, curious, as she watches Morgana walk away. But she doesn't move to follow.]

[The truth is, she doesn't care. She can't be made to regret what she did. She won't be killed, won't be defeated, might be betrayed but will never let it destroy her. Zane felt that if she couldn't save him, she couldn't be safe. Yet she found safety for herself anyway, despite his efforts toward her destruction.]

[She doesn't think Morgana would allow a man to destroy her like Zane wanted to. She almost asks as much. But in the end, she turns back to the flowers.]

[She has more important things to think about. Still. It's good that he has someone to get angry for his benefit, now.]

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