He wants to protect her. He wants to protect the whole city. But it really is time that someone protect Matt instead. Without him, who would protect everyone else? A suit of armor can only do so much. She doesn't want to imagine what his injuries would have been like without that suit. If that had been the case and his injuries had been worse, then she definitely would have taken him to the hospital. But truth be told, she likes it better when he's healing at home, too. That way she can keep an eye on him.
Research might have spared her the misery of the past two years. If she had actually taken the time to look into the au pair offer, she might have known it was a fake. She could still be at home with Prim and not standing on a rooftop with Matt. But she jumps in without thinking. She almost always jumps in without thinking. But this vigilante thing, having Matt's back? This she has thought through. So far, no regrets.
Especially when he flashes her that lopsided grin. It looks good on him. Very good. And it makes her want to do right by him tonight. Katniss grins back at him, laughing lightly under her breath.
"I will," she says, pulling an arrow from her quiver and notching it on her bow. She watches as the weapons trafficker pushes open the door to the stairwell just as Matt predicted. He uses a brick to leave the door ajar and then walks away to lean against another wall. A few seconds later, the red glow of a cigarette can be seen. Katniss initially aims her arrow directly at the man's head. Her intent is to kill him, just like she had killed all those children in the Games. It's would be easy to loosen the bow. But she doesn't know what Matt would think. She shouldn't kill anymore. So she shifts her aim instead to a pile of rubble on the eave of the wall he leans against. It's a tricky shot. She has to aim in such a way as to knock down enough of the trash on top of the man's head. Slowly, Katniss exhales. And then she lets the arrow fly.
The man collapses a few seconds later and the cigarette light flickers out.
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Research might have spared her the misery of the past two years. If she had actually taken the time to look into the au pair offer, she might have known it was a fake. She could still be at home with Prim and not standing on a rooftop with Matt. But she jumps in without thinking. She almost always jumps in without thinking. But this vigilante thing, having Matt's back? This she has thought through. So far, no regrets.
Especially when he flashes her that lopsided grin. It looks good on him. Very good. And it makes her want to do right by him tonight. Katniss grins back at him, laughing lightly under her breath.
"I will," she says, pulling an arrow from her quiver and notching it on her bow. She watches as the weapons trafficker pushes open the door to the stairwell just as Matt predicted. He uses a brick to leave the door ajar and then walks away to lean against another wall. A few seconds later, the red glow of a cigarette can be seen. Katniss initially aims her arrow directly at the man's head. Her intent is to kill him, just like she had killed all those children in the Games. It's would be easy to loosen the bow. But she doesn't know what Matt would think. She shouldn't kill anymore. So she shifts her aim instead to a pile of rubble on the eave of the wall he leans against. It's a tricky shot. She has to aim in such a way as to knock down enough of the trash on top of the man's head. Slowly, Katniss exhales. And then she lets the arrow fly.
The man collapses a few seconds later and the cigarette light flickers out.