- The main characters find a message and say it's written in High Imperial. Marasi mentions that she studied some of it in college and attempts a translation by reading it aloud... revealing that "High Imperial" is the ridiculous Eastern Street Slang that made Spook nearly incomprehensible throughout the original Mistborn.
- We have this gem of a conversation when Steris is insisting Wax make smalltalk.
Wax: I once shot the tail off a dog by mistake. It's kind of a funny story.
Steris: Shooting dogs is hardly appropriate dinner conversation.
Wax: I know. Particularly since I was aiming for its balls.
- Miles, after getting his gun shot out of his hand for the fourth time: "Stop doing that! You bast--"
- Especially since the curse is cut short by his being shot in the face.
- Just about anything Wayne says
Wax: Logic doesn't work on Wayne.
Wayne: I bought a ward against it from a traveling fortuneteller, it lets me add two an' two and get a pickle.
Marasi: I... have no response to that.
Wayne: Technically, that is a response.
Wayne: Now, if you were studying buffoonery and idiotic behavior, that is something we're experts on.
Waxillium: Two tripwires, rigged with explosives. Nothing else dangerous that we could find. Other than Wayne's body odor.
Wayne: That's the smell of incredibleness!
Voice from the darkness: He is dead, young lady. I am sorry for your loss.
Marasi: [gasp of horror]
Voice from the darkness: Yes, he was simply too handsome, too clever, and too immensely remarkable in all aspects of his existence to allow to live. It took a hundred men to bring him down, and he killed all but one. His last words were "Tell Wax...that he's a total git...and he still owes me five notes.
- The fact that aluminum's Anti-Magic properties mean that wearing a foil hat to prevent mind control actually works.
- This conversation after Wax gets injured.
Wayne: I got quite near my entire rusted back blown off earlier, if you'll kindly remember and I didn't hear nearly an ounce of the sympathy you're showin' him.
Marasi: That's different.
Wayne: What? Why? Cuz' I can heal?
Marasi: No, because even after knowing you only a short time, I'm fairly certain that on one level or another you deserve to get blown up every now and again.
- And while Wayne protests that this is a little harsh, he can't argue that it isn't true.
- After yet another attempt by Wax to get Marasi to stay behind, somewhere safe:
Wax: You're going home. That is that.
Marasi: I'm staying. That is that.
Wayne: I need to get something to eat. Fat is fat.
- Wayne and Waxillium in a Slider bubble, arguing about how they're going to escape the explosion frozen in time about 10 feet away. While Marasi keeps chanting "It's getting bigger...Guys, it's coming closer...".
- When he first meets her and is planning to negotiate an arranged marriage, Wax finds that Steris has created a 20-page plan for their courtship, marriage, children and even an allowance for his inevitable mistresses, as well as her own allowance for dalliances, after the first heir is born so there's no question of lineage. Wax protests that it doesn't leave room for romance, and Steris points out romance is covered on page 13, which details their designated conjugal encounter frequency — three times a week, until the first child is born, then once a week. Wax is simply flabbergasted by the... thoroughness of it.
- Later on, after Wax saves her from kidnapping, she offers to amend the plan, noting that a Rescue Romance is a good excuse for stepping up the timetable considerably. When he points out that he intends to continue playing the gunslinger-lawkeeper, she simply notes, "Every gentleman needs a hobby," and points out that it's better than the self-indulgences of some of the gentlemen she knows — and because his gunslinging saved her life, she's not really in a position to complain.
- Wax mentally grumbling that Steris is insane after noticing that she appears to be aroused by him flattening a building with a combination of his Allomancy and Feruchemy.
- The fact that the two main characters names are a very clever pun. Wax and Wayne.