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Keth looked at his plate was that way for a friend of lanced at her you have family now, your foster-familyTris nodded Keth went on, And you look after each other, and study together

Of studying,Tris replied with a smile as she helped herself to the seasoned cantaloupe were all in the same basket with our power, you see none of us knee even had any, even though it was breaking out all over the place It wasnt until we learned to ot any kind of control Thats where you have to start, too Meditation, the whole thing Breathing, clear ing your icShe held Chion tried to inspect it for anything edible

kno,Keth told her, then took a bite of chicken

Tris /pursed her lips It sounded as if he claimed he could simply to shut her up kno to meditate And where, pray, did you learn?

Now he looked up into her face all learned it,he said iet control over your breath, so you can blow long and steady and not swe learned as prentices Well, that and how to tell whats good charcoal and whats bad

Tris propped her chin on her handaround Heskalifos all the blessed day

youre to be a e, you must control your mind your power anywhere, at any time, tired or no,she retorted

Keth put down his fork with a sigh He shut his eyes and took a deep breath Slowly he inhale d as Tris counted silently to seven He held the breath for the same count, released it for seven, and held for seven As he continued Tris closed her eyes briefly, concentrating on her vision When she opened her eyes again, Kethlun sand stillness served to calm him, that was clear, but his poas unaffected It jetted frolass oneshapes grew , racing over Kethlun like groping hands, splitting into ht He opened his eyes and the lightning vanished

he demanded irritably said I kno

For a moment Tris didnt reply, stunned by the fiery lacework that had covered him over Then she remembered to breathe herself How could Keth hold such beauty and not know it?

She re Briar had once said while her friends cowered under a tree in the rain Tris was dancing in a field as lightning flashed and thunder roared overhead everybody thinks it s a play-pretty like you do, Coppercurls! Send it on its way so we can go home!