I pout my lower lip for a second, but then I grin as the pieces come together in my mind. "THAT'S why you like me!" I exclaim. "Because you're not very nice either! It makes so much more sense now.

I'm going to shoot a muffin off Marlene's head.

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

And don't pay attention to Christina. Your face doesn't look that bad." He smiles a little. "I mean, it looks good. It always looks good. i mean--you look brave. Dauntless." His eyes skirt mine, and he scratches the back of his head. The silence grows between us. It was a nice thing to say, but he acts like it means more than just words. I hope I am wrong. I could not be attracted to Al-- I could not be attracted to anyone that fragile. I smile as much as my bruised cheek will allow, hoping that will diffuse the tension.

Yes," she says, her eyes bright with tears. "My dear child, you've done so well.

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

She believes that Tobias belongs to her now. She doesn't know the truth, that he belongs to himself.