“I don’t care.” Davian let heat into his voice now. “We have to be better than this. Don’t you see? The way that the Gifted have been treating us, the way everyone fears us, is justified if we take this path.” “You can’t speak to us like that,” said Erran angrily. “Can’t I?” Davian turned on the other young man. “You think you’re above hearing hard truths about yourselves? Or don’t you care about your friend? Don’t you care that she’s doing this?”
