So here they are. Two paranoid people in the rain waiting for the other one to make a move. She knows more than a few people who'd find this hilarious.

Because Vin isn't making any assumptions either. Getting the drop on a Mistborn isn't something someone just does. Curiously, she burns bronze, not quite sure what he expects to find and, of course, there's nothing to detect.

"If you don't mind leading the way." She replies at least putting on the facade of a sheepish smile. It's the right way but she's not about to turn her back on somebody like this, not until she's a little more sure.