[Ben says we and she slows her steps. Who is we? She and him - which she doubts, since they don't know each other well; he and his family or friends, whichever he has, whichever he values; he and all soldiers, the universal family. Unit.]

[She looks at him quickly, the glance of a frightened animal, then away again.]

I learned to be normal sometimes. But it's exhausting. Mostly I just find people who understand. Or they find me.

[Elend understood. He saw, and participated in, her becoming. Others, too, but he was the only one who saw from start to finish. Who didn't leave her or die or become something too far away from her to touch.]

[He isn't here to see her becoming now, whatever it is that she's growing into. This hurts more than torture ever did.]

[She looks back at Ben.]

How did you outgrow it?