Tris glanced over the items, smiling softly, and nodding. Her head bobbed slightly, and her face lit up, before returning to it's scared, pale pallor. Looking back at Nathan, she whispered, "Wh-what is c-cookie d-dough? Or Reeses Pieces? I d-don't think I've e-ever h-heard of that... And what's sweet treat?" she asked, eyes lighting up with a frightened curiosity. Fear hid most of the light in her eyes, and she trembled slightly.<br/><br/>Silent, her hand darted out, retrieving the small bracelet, and the angel in a fraction of a second. Placing the bracelet on her wrist, she slowly admired the figurine, while waiting for an answer. Touching the cool metal, she seemed to relax a little bit.<br/><br/>The guards, shamed by their defeat, took off down the hall, leaving the new family to whatever they planned to do next. Tris, spotting Charlie, began to tremble slightly, and she squirmed, hating being picked up all the time. She wasn't very used to physical contact, and she certainly didn't like it at the moment. She squirmed uncomfortably again, wishing she were strong enough to break free, and bolt.<br/><br/>Charlie walked up to the two. "Hey, are you guys adopting Tris?" he asked, eyes disappointed. "If so, can I at least say good bye?"<br/>Tris felt him get closer, and she tried to get out of Rosana's arms. Terrified, she slipped under her arm, and slid nimbly to the ground catching herself and darting away from Charlie. A nearby guard sighed as Tris slipped through the doors of the orphanage, and out into the open sun. "Want me to catch her for you? You know, you shouldn't have trusted her," he laughed.