[The nature of the Games. To survive. To kill or be killed. They're very simple games all things considered. The rules are basic, very easy to follow. But it's the consequences that are hard. Living with the results of your actions.
Only a Victor really knows what that can be like. How you can cope, but how difficult it really is. You find an activity to lose yourself in but even though, sometimes she wonders if it's enough.
There's a quick glance in Clove's direction. She sees the tears but stays quiet. Loses herself in her own thoughts once again. Now, she knows without a doubt that she would cry for Peeta. But then? After the first Games? Would she have cried?
She doesn't know.
But she is aware that the photo she still holds in her hands isn't real. Just her memories, her emotions, being manipulated again. And slowly, she rips the photograph along the fold. Then rips the pieces again.]
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Only a Victor really knows what that can be like. How you can cope, but how difficult it really is. You find an activity to lose yourself in but even though, sometimes she wonders if it's enough.
There's a quick glance in Clove's direction. She sees the tears but stays quiet. Loses herself in her own thoughts once again. Now, she knows without a doubt that she would cry for Peeta. But then? After the first Games? Would she have cried?
She doesn't know.
But she is aware that the photo she still holds in her hands isn't real. Just her memories, her emotions, being manipulated again. And slowly, she rips the photograph along the fold. Then rips the pieces again.]