It's then that I realize: Of course Tris would go into the Weapons Lab instead of Caleb. Of course she would.

I don't have a bullet in my head, do I? So I'm fine.

Which means that in order to defeat her, I have to think of a way to defeat myself. And how can I be a better fighter than myself, if she knows the same strategies I know, and is exactly as resourceful and clever as I am?

Arrogance is one of the flaws in the Erudite heart -- I know. It is often in mine.

But there's so much that was a lie, it's hard to figure out what was true, what was real, what matters.

I can’t leave now. I like her too much. There, I said it. But I won’t say it again.

Like a wild animal, the truth is too powerful to remain caged.