Laia of Serra személy
– Kétféle bűntudat van – mondom csendesen. – Az, amely teher, és az, amely célt ad az életednek. Hagyd, hogy a bűntudatod hajtson. Hagyd, hogy mindig emlékeztessen, ki akarsz lenni. Húzz egy határt, és soha többet ne lépd át. Van lelked. Talán megsérült, de ott van. Ne hagyd, hogy elvegyék tőled, Elias.
375. oldal, XLI. fejezet
“You’ve given up on him,” he says.
“I’ve given up on the idea that there will be an easy answer to any of this,” I say.
“Why?” Tas asks. “You didn’t see what they did to him in Kauf. What the Warden did. They tried to break him. But he wouldn’t break, Laia. He never gave up. Not on Darin. Not on me. And not on you. Elias fought. And he’s still in there somewhere, trying to escape.”
“Can I kick him?” my brother asks. “I’m going to kick him.”
“He saved your life, Darin.”
“A small kick,” he argues. “It wouldn’t even hurt him. Look at him, skies. It would probably break my foot.”
Elias wheels as if he’s going to strike me and yanks my face toward his. To an outsider, it would just appear as if a slaver is disciplining his property. His voice is soft, audible only to me.
“Look at me.” I meet his gaze. The Commandant’s eyes. No. Elias’s. “I’m not her.” He takes my chin, and while it must look threatening to those watching, his hand is light as a breeze. “I won’t hurt you. But you can’t let the fear take you.”
Laia looks back at me, brow furrowed, before disappearing with Afya.
When I turn to Mamie Rila, she’s eyeing Laia and grinning.
“Good hips,” Mamie says. “You’ll have many children. But can she make you laugh?” Mamie waggles her eyebrows.