Cress: So you don’t ever get angry at him?
Cinder: I would hardly say that. Sometimes I want to strangle him.
Cress: How one earth do you prevent yourself?
Cinder: I go to my favorite place on the ship and I stand and look at the stars, and I think about the continuity of life, and how the stars glow on, oblivious to the petty upsets of our lives.
Cress: Does that work?
Cinder: Not really, but after that I think about how I could kill him while he slept if I really wanted to and then I feel better.














