[ She's glad he doesn't apologize, even though her answer might not be what he's expecting. Most of all, because she's sorry too. But it's a darkness she knows so well, she can almost guess where his thoughts are going when his expression darkens.

But when Thomas snaps himself out of it without her help and opens another topic entirely, she's thankful for that, unsure if she has it in her right now to comfort anybody. It's promising, she thinks, that he can manage despite everything. Tris takes a deep breath. ]

I hated it. [ A quiet laugh softens the statement, but not by much. It's all so far away now. ] All those walls, feeling so boxed in? Not having the choice to go anywhere? But it was home.

[ And we had each other. But she just swallows the thought down-- Christina, Marlene, Cara, Rachel. Tris looks down, bites her lip. ]

Everything was going alright until we ran out of maze to map. How long were you in there?