“What did you do?” I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear me. As he passes me he stretches out his hand. He wraps it around my palm and squeezes. Squeezes, then lets go. His eyes are bloodshot; he is pale. “What did you do?” This time the question tears from my throat like a growl. I throw myself toward him, struggling against Peter’s grip, though his hands chafe. “What did you do?” I scream. “You die, I die too” Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions.”

“I regret…” Tobias tilts his head, and sighs. “I regret my choice.””What Choice?””Dauntless,” he says. “I was born Abnegation. I was planning on leaving Dauntless, and becoming factionless. But I met her, and… I felt like maybe I could make something more of my decision.”Her.”

“Dead people can be our heroes because they cant disappoint us later; they only improve over time, as we forget more and more about them.”

“Yeah, well,” I say, “I left Abnegation because I wasn’t selfless enough, no matter how hard I tried to be.””That’s not entirely true.” He smiles at me. “That girl who let someone throw knives at her to spare a friend, who hit my dad with a belt to protect me-that selfless girl, that’s not you?”…”You’ve been paying close attention, haven’t you?””I like to observe people/””Maybe you were cut out for Candor, Four, because you’re a terrible liar.”

“Okay. Then…I can talk. Ask me something.””Okay.” He laughs shakily in my ear. “Why is your heart racing Tris?”I cringe and say, “Well, I…I barely know you. I barely know you and I’m crammed up against you in a box, Four, what do you think?”…”Maybe you were cut out for Candor,” he says, “because you’re a terrible liar.”