Someone's carrying you, long fingers supporting your head. You blink your eyes a few times. The world spins, spins.... spins like someone's replaced your eyes with a kaleidoscope.
"Whaz goin on?" you mumble, shaking your head to clear it. It doesn't work. Your head throbs.
"Quiet, Amity," Peter's voice says gruffly, but he pulls you closer to him. His body is solid, firm with Dauntless muscle, warmth soaking through to you. You still can't see anything.
Peter answers a question from somewhere, then lowers you down, his mouth close to your ear, minty, hot breath rustling across your skin. "I hit you hard. You're dazed. Don't do anything too crazy, and you'll be fine."
With that, you hear his footsteps move away, and feel yourself collapsing again.
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