[She doesn't know what waffles are, but the word curry is familiar. A spicy food. Savory. She's never had it for breakfast but she's not opposed to trying new foods. That had been one of the only good parts of the Hunger Games. All the amazing Capitol delicacies she might never otherwise have gotten to sample.
Her stomach rumbles in protest and Katniss pulls the sheet tighter over her shoulders. She's still processing what Zevran's doing here, though. Still slowly realizing that he, too, must have seen her journal entry. Her stupid, stupid embarrassing journal entry that has, so far, come to no successful result.
She swallows hard for a moment, nods, and then lets the sheet fall to the ground. The action makes it easier for her to wrap her arms tightly around him in a hug. To close her eyes and cling to him tightly, bare feet and cotton nightgown be damned.]
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Her stomach rumbles in protest and Katniss pulls the sheet tighter over her shoulders. She's still processing what Zevran's doing here, though. Still slowly realizing that he, too, must have seen her journal entry. Her stupid, stupid embarrassing journal entry that has, so far, come to no successful result.
She swallows hard for a moment, nods, and then lets the sheet fall to the ground. The action makes it easier for her to wrap her arms tightly around him in a hug. To close her eyes and cling to him tightly, bare feet and cotton nightgown be damned.]