Marie Pushed the cap lightly into his chest, careful not to hurt him. "There you go."
Listening to the others speak was amusing; this gang of job-seekers did not fit together. Power to steal hearts, she thought, the phrase touching something deep inside her she wasn't sure she liked it meeting. That power was a different thing entirely from controlling someone's body, though it came from the same base abilities - emotional Allomancy, Connection Compounding, holding massive amounts of Investiture. She knew it, though, just as well as she knew the first; that was how Ruin had ruled his Inquisitors. By taking their hearts, emotions, souls, and overwhelming them with him.
It had been so simple to live that way. So easy. But Harmony hadn't tried anything of the sort (which she was glad for - she didn't want him messing with her head, she didn't -), and so far Adilie hadn't either.
Anyone who spoke of the Survivor like this had been altered the same way. Not with the same means, instead with seductive promises and weighty cries, but their thoughts and feelings had been made to change anyway. Marie wanted none of it.
She shrugged, looking at Zola. "Why wouldn't we keep her? Small children can be useful for many things, even more so if you don't damage them badly."