46: Schemes In The Deep End
"My precious Secret? What?" Vin's face was the epitome of confusion, but he couldn't hide the alertness from his eyes. Mir could see it clear as a day, how Vin's fists had just been clenched, how his back had straightened up, and how ready he was to sprint at Mir any second.
Mir waved the half-full vial in front of him like a bait, but Vin's gaze didn't follow it, sticking on Mir's face like a hawk. Mir nonchalantly tucked the vial under the underwear band and put his hands behind him, making himself look as unprepared as one could be against a sudden attack.