[ Bowing his head, Jupiter traces his lips as Tris talks. He can still feel the pressure. It's ]

[ Someone saying those kind of things to him... Tris, of all people, saying it to him... like they were some couple in a romance novel? It didn't make sense. What was this about safety, when you're together? About wanting to touch him? Hearts racing and stopping for insignificant reasons? Being unable to ignore it? Why was it bothering him so much? It's not as if he hated it. Jupiter knew what hate was. ]

Ah...

[ And then it dawns on Jupiter suddenly. This is love, and he felt the same, and his heart is soaring. How did he not see it? ]