For a moment, Tally thinks about pushing Gideon over, but she already looks totally pushed over. It's both concerning and utterly gratifying.

"Yes," she says, committing. "I know I said you were ugly, and I'm really sorry. Like you said, my, um, soft-core panopticon totally fucked me up. But obviously that's not the prevailing opinion any more. Um, that I have. I like you for you, too." She starts nervously twirling the sword in one hand, then stops herself.