You sit at the edge of the clearing, watching the high walls of the maze as the late afternoon shadows lengthen. Your body is exhausted, but your mind is even more exhausted, trying to process the new surroundings, the new faces... and the fact that you, a girl, are in the middle of a group of boys. Everyone seemed as surprised as you were when you emerged from the box, but none of them were as insufferable as Gally.

Newt asked you to help Gally with the activities. You have no choice. The next day starts early, and there you are, next to Gally, helping him with the security constructions in the clearing. The scorching sun hits the back of your neck as you struggle to keep up with his pace. He's strong, and you can't deny that he knows what he's doing, but his attitude...

“You're such a slow girl...” Gally says, his mischievous smile sending sparks.

You lock your jaw, refusing to give the satisfaction of an answer. He expects a reaction, wants you to explode. But you stand your ground, lift your chin, and keep working, ignoring his provocative comments.

The hours pass and the sun begins to set. You're sweaty and tired, but pleased that you managed to get through the day with Gally without losing your mind. As they both put away their tools, he finally breaks the silence with something unexpected.

“You’re not as weak as I thought,” he says, without his usual sarcasm.