"Hey, Candor might value honesty above all else, but it doesn't mean we don't appreciate sweets," I smirk, falling again into the familiarity of teasing Tris. "We're not Abnegation; we like to enjoy the flavors of what we eat."

She mentions Uriah and I can feel the color drain from my face; his name hits me like a punch to the gut. Not only had I lost Tris back at home, but they had just told us that they had pulled the plug on Uriah, too. And him and I, we had been growing closer. Slowly. But of course, those fledgling feelings had died with him.

This Tris doesn't know that, though.

"Yeah, Uriah and his bottomless stomach," I say, a feeble attempt at hiding the hurt so evident in my expression.