[She hears Clove before ever seeing the girl, too distracted with the stupid shortbread that just won't come off the tray. In her hands, the spatula might as well be a weapon -- she's certainly wielding it as such. But it's the only visible weapon in sight, though her bow and quiver are certainly there as well. Just propped up against the wall behind the counter, easy for her to get to it but out of any customer's line of sight.
It's certainly something that she doesn't reach for it upon seeing Clove. Doesn't trust the girl, not really, but she trusts the truce a little bit more since Clove and Peeta returned from the mountains relatively unharmed.
The bow isn't here to protect her from Clove.
She tilts her head, quietly considering the other girl's reply. So she was overheard. And a quick glance down to the journal indicates that it wasn't just by Clove. Katniss frowns.]
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It's certainly something that she doesn't reach for it upon seeing Clove. Doesn't trust the girl, not really, but she trusts the truce a little bit more since Clove and Peeta returned from the mountains relatively unharmed.
The bow isn't here to protect her from Clove.
She tilts her head, quietly considering the other girl's reply. So she was overheard. And a quick glance down to the journal indicates that it wasn't just by Clove. Katniss frowns.]
There are other things to do.