"I should rather crawl, too." Her voice was softer than it had been in awhile, out of admiration for the woman's strength. Fee thought back to her own death in the Arena, to refusing to let Marius carry her. Oh, how she'd wanted to walk on her own, to die on her own. That spark of independence was so vital to her. She just knew that Susannah had that spark in her, too.

Putting on her most girlish expression, Fee smiled at Susannah. "I think your legs are very beautiful, Miss Dean."