“They think that because I'm small, or a girl, or a stiff, I can't possible be cruel. But they're wrong.”

“People tend to overestimate my character," I say quietly. "They think that because I'm small, or a girl, or a Stiff, I can't possibly be cruel. But they're wrong.”

“How are you awake? I demand.He lifts his head,and I click the bullet into its chamber, raising an eyebrow at him."The Dauntless leaders...they evaluated my records and removed me from the simulation," he says. "Because they figured out that you already have murderous tendencies and wouldn't mind killing a few hundred people while conscious," I say. "Makes sense.""I'm not...murderous!""I never knew a Candor who was such a liar." I tap the gun against his skull. "Where are the computers that control the simulations,Peter?""You won't shoot me.""People tend to overestimate my character," I say quietly. "They think that because I'm small,or a girl, or a Stiff, I can't possibly be cruel. But they're wrong.”

“For someone so small, you're heavy, Stiff," he mutters.”

“Leave her out of this""Why? Because you're doing her? Oh wait, I forgot. Stiffs don't do that sort of thing”

“I think about pressing myself against him, but I can't, because all our secrets would keep a space between us.”

“I know I belong in Dauntless because everything I did in that aptitude test told me so. I'm loyal to my faction for that reason -- because there's nowhere else I could possibly be. But her? And you?" She shakes her head. "I have no idea who you're loyal to. And I'm not going to pretend like everything's okay.”