“But you didn’t really accept it,” Owen told her. “If you had, you would be headed back to Rook right now, or trying to manipulate your way back into the Fastlanders to finish the job for him. You’re running toward a better life instead. Sink or swim, you are doing it, Silver. Do you realize how tough you are?” He leaned forward on his elbows and lowered his voice, blue eyes boring into hers. “Do you really understand what you are?”
