[He lifts his hands up a little at her defensive stance, a silent 'Okay, okay' in response to her defensiveness-- He won't make more questions. After all, whatever happened after, she survived, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't be having this conversation.

Still, there's something cute about the way she straightens herself up like that, all protective of her position, making him have to move his head back a little, too.

Girls are scary. When they're mad, anyway. ... Maybe a bit crazy, too.

Yet, the explanation she gives right after makes Thomas think otherwise. Under those circumstances, chances were he would have done exactly the same that she did. Even if it would get himself killed in the end (he had no idea where to go, within the maze). What she says though, about what happened, makes Thomas realize that their communities really were very different. Sure, things got sour closer to the end, but within reason. In the beginning, things like that wouldn't happen.]

... "Good riddance", really? [Yeah. Scary.] Wow. [His eyebrows move up, before his attention returns to the floor, hand massaging his other hand's wrist.] That didn't happen with us.

Everyone had a role, compatible with their skills. No one would be allowed to be a Runner if one of the leaders, and the Runner's leader, didn't think they were capable of making it. When one fell behind, we tried to help however we could.

We looked out for each other. [He pauses, eyes narrowing. His words familiar as they come out, in a fond yet somewhat painful way.] Because we were in it together. ... Are in it.

[... They should really hurry up. Who knows what they are doing to Minho right now.

He looks up again, at the horizon, and sighs through his nose.]