Rarely outright. I did some reckless things that she and Lark had forbidden me to do when I was younger. All of us kids did. We've argued occasionally, of course. I give in if she's right. Not if she isn't.
[Tris stifles a laugh at Francesco calling anyone overly cocky, but the corners of her mouth hint at it anyway.
Her answer to the question is more serious, though.]
Fighting pirates was the biggest. That, and helping Briar save Rosethorn's life. We also stopped a forest fire, but our teachers helped with that because Daja was trapped by it. No arguments from them.
Necessary if she were still alive. [Reckless because she wasn't.]
Briar threw his magic after Rosethorn's when she died, and we all grabbed onto him when he followed. It should have killed every one of us. We were the first to survive that sort of attempt, and it only worked because my siblings and I are tied together in our minds and our magic.
Lark loves Rosethorn, but she'd ordered us not to even think of trying it.
I'll be hurt shortly after I go back to my own world.
Daja hasn't said how badly, but obviously badly enough that even the best healers' magic can't fix it quickly. The empress of Namorn wants to keep all four of us there, especially Sandry, and everyone sees me as the greatest threat.
[The first one to attack, in other words.]
Empresses don't generally like being told 'no.' We'll need to leave right away if we want to see home again.
I'm not going anywhere. I have Erskine to consider, first of all. But I miss home and everyone there. I'm tired of being cut off from most of my magic. I don't like how often people get hurt or feel powerless here.
[And it's been a hard few months.]
I may not like the Barge, but I care very much about some of the people on board.
I consider it a great privilege. But not only I: you have your family here, and you are quite popular. I have also been told of women's only evenings where ice cream is eaten and I am envious.
For the ice cream. For the kissing: you are a queen.
[His own kisses trail down her cheek and jaw, lingering where her chin softens, and then moving down her neck to her chest. Once her clothes are in the way, he nuzzles her through them.]
I don't like that endearment. Choose another, please.
[But she's distracted from that critique by what he does afterward. Her breath hitches. Tris wraps one arm tightly around him and tangles her other hand in his hair.]
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You will.
[He already made that decision, and she trusts that he can maintain the resolve for it.]
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Have you ever disagreed with Rosethorn?
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Did you meet Lark while she was here?
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I was occupied with your brother. I found him a little overly cocky, but alright.
What reckless things did you do?
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Her answer to the question is more serious, though.]
Fighting pirates was the biggest. That, and helping Briar save Rosethorn's life. We also stopped a forest fire, but our teachers helped with that because Daja was trapped by it. No arguments from them.
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Briar threw his magic after Rosethorn's when she died, and we all grabbed onto him when he followed. It should have killed every one of us. We were the first to survive that sort of attempt, and it only worked because my siblings and I are tied together in our minds and our magic.
Lark loves Rosethorn, but she'd ordered us not to even think of trying it.
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Daja's deal is for me. I'm the reason she's here.
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What does that...mean?
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Daja hasn't said how badly, but obviously badly enough that even the best healers' magic can't fix it quickly. The empress of Namorn wants to keep all four of us there, especially Sandry, and everyone sees me as the greatest threat.
[The first one to attack, in other words.]
Empresses don't generally like being told 'no.' We'll need to leave right away if we want to see home again.
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You are formidable, they are correct in that.
[He strokes her shoulder tenderly.]
I am sure she, and you, will prevail.
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I just don't like knowing it's coming. And I don't like being the reason she's on the Barge.
[She's bad at accepting any sort of help, even from people she loves, especially for something this big.]
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[He cranes his neck to look at her, while unwilling to move away.]
Do you not like it here?
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I'm not going anywhere. I have Erskine to consider, first of all. But I miss home and everyone there. I'm tired of being cut off from most of my magic. I don't like how often people get hurt or feel powerless here.
[And it's been a hard few months.]
I may not like the Barge, but I care very much about some of the people on board.
[Tris pulls him in for a kiss to punctuate that.]
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I am pleased to hear that.
[He murmurs this against her face, rubbing his cheek against hers.]
You are clearly cared for.
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[She kisses his cheek and trails a few more kisses along his jawline toward his neck.]
Thank you for being so clear about it.
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[Lobsters love ice cream.]
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I'll bring you ice cream next time I visit. Do you have a preference of flavor?
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How many flavors are there? I like oranges. Do they make that?
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[But if he's going to react so encouragingly, he's definitely getting kissed in the same place.]
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You are a genius.
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[His own kisses trail down her cheek and jaw, lingering where her chin softens, and then moving down her neck to her chest. Once her clothes are in the way, he nuzzles her through them.]
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[But she's distracted from that critique by what he does afterward. Her breath hitches. Tris wraps one arm tightly around him and tangles her other hand in his hair.]
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