I glance at Tris. She grins at me, then leans in to whisper something to Christina. "Are you here to help or what, Stiff?" I say.

There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved for the sake of something greater.

I close my eyes. I don't expect Four to reassure me, and he makes no effort to, but I feel better standing here than I did out there among the people who are my friends, my faction.

All that land is filled with people, every one of them different, and the things they do to each other matter.

In our factions, we find meaning, we find purpose, we find life.

I think I speak for everyone," he says, "when I say you have earned the title of Dauntless".

And sometimes, if you want the truth, you have to demand it.