[That's the kind of grin she recognizes. So similar to the look that would cross Gale's face when he would talk about rebellion. The sparks of a catching fire. It's somewhat contrary to the seriousness from minutes earlier.
She doesn't want to be curious. She has no desire to be a part of any rebellion ever again. But she can't help it. The question is on her tongue before she realizes what she's saying.]
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She doesn't want to be curious. She has no desire to be a part of any rebellion ever again. But she can't help it. The question is on her tongue before she realizes what she's saying.]
Screw them over?