Nico shoved herself out of bed; muttering things under her breath that, had she had the Staff of One out and in her hand, would have made life in Dauntless a lot harder for a lot of people. Fortunately for everyone else, that wasn't the case, and her words stayed words instead of magical spells.

For now. No promises how long that would last.

She crammed her feet into boots and yanked red lines across her fingers lacing them up.