[She nods, glancing away for a moment. Cinna. Oh, Cinna, how much she misses him. Watching what he could do with a length of silk, seeing those wonderful creations that he would put her in.
Cinna, who died all too soon. Because of her. Because of the Mockingjay.]
He was my stylist in the Games. [A pause.] My friend, too.
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Cinna, who died all too soon. Because of her. Because of the Mockingjay.]
He was my stylist in the Games. [A pause.] My friend, too.