I can tell he's embarrassed from the sound of his small laugh. But he's a good sport about it regardless, and I can see how Tris likes him as a friend. They seem to me to share a similar reserve about themselves.

"Trying to," I say, glancing out at the party around us. Settling in as much as one can when one knows what I've left behind in Chicago. "Not the first city I've been trapped in, so I think that helps."