"She's going to be fine, Gale."
Gale ignores her. It's easy for her to say, she doesn't know what it's like.
"Gale." She pulls his face to look at him, hand resting on his chin gently. "Trust me. I don't think anybody has gotten an Eleven in training before."
He glares at her. He doesn't know why it's so hard for him to open up to her.
"They made her a competitor," he says in a low, dangerous voice. Then he throws something glass. "They're going to kill her."
She doesn't do anything.
And that's what makes him like her.
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