" She was helping us assassinate Ryzek when she got caught. She got us out, but it was too late for her,” Teka said. “But we followed through on our end. Snuck back in, and she was gone--we don’t know where they put her--but you were there, incapacitated, locked up in your room again. Half-starved, might I add. So we got you out. We thought you might be useful in keeping her on our side.”
“I also wanted to help you,” Jorek supplied.
“Yeah, you’re a hero. Noted,” Teka said.
“Why…” Akos shook his head. “Why would Cyra do this?”
“You know why,” Teka said. “What’s the only thing more important to her than her fear of her brother?” When he didn’t answer, she sighed. Exasperated, clearly, “You, of course, have that singular honor.”
Isae and Cisi were staring, one with suspicion and the other, confusion. He didn’t even know how to start explaining it. Cyra Noavek was a name every Thuvhesit knew, a monster story they told to scare each other. What did you say, when you found out the monster wasn’t worthy of the name?
Nothing. You said nothing. "

― Veronica Roth , Carve the Mark (Carve the Mark, #1)