http://aimandfire.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] aimandfire.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] threadthefire 2010-10-30 02:22 am (UTC)

[ True -- he must be right about that. Her eyes rest on one of his shoulders. The usual braid down her back is nonexistent, hair the tangled slightly waved mass that happens when a braid unravels in a fitful sleep, but even just being in the presence of another person is having a quiet if decent effect on her. She feels more alert, if nothing else. Better even, if something. Cinna is all right. Peeta, Finnick, Rue.

She forcefully does not think about anyone else.

Not here. Not here. Don't think about them. ]


Are you working today?

[ To some it might seem to be a stupid question, but not to Katniss and -- she guesses -- not to Cinna either who values his work because it is his art as well. A love even, Katniss would venture if she felt she knew much of it, which she doesn't again. Something people seem to consider crucial to the centers of their lives and she doesn't get it.

Well that's not entirely true.

Prim. She will always love Prim, more than herself, more than anyone, more than life. Prim.

Okay maybe she understands a little.

And there are others she would put before her too, but that's not quite the same. She promised she would live for Prim after all, and that on the whole is a much harder thing to do than agreeing to die for someone, when you think about it. And Katniss does. A little too much and almost always at the wrong times. ]

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