We are not the same. But we are, somehow, one.
I wish we were alone,โ he says. โI almost always wish that,โ I say.
Part of me wonders if this is a suicide mission disguised as a game.
Because there might come a day when there is no flashlight, there is no gun, there is no guiding hand. And I want to be ready for it." (divergent pg.138)
There is power in controlling something that can do so much damage - in controlling something, period.
I frown at him. How does he know all this information? And why, after two years of avoiding becoming a Dauntless leader at all costs, is he suddenly acting like one?