http://aimandfire.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] aimandfire.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] threadthefire 2010-10-30 04:31 am (UTC)

[If one can watch a pause, then that is what Katniss does here, watches and then considers both the silence and his words. Her fingers interlace around the mug before she lifts it slowly, sipping, buying a bit of time to think of an answer. To a certain degree she understands something of what Cinna is not saying -- that there may actually exist people she could like at all, period, for instance. But mingling, getting to know people, these things are exactly the sorts that Katniss' life has excluded first by lack of need and then by the very reverse and now...now she guesses it's a little bit of survivalist necessity and old rotten habit. Maybe not rotten. Distrust isn't unwise per se.

But it's not exactly a way to 'live' either. ]


Maybe. Rue might want to go.

[ It's the best she can do, at least for now, without lying and she's no good at lying anyway so why bother? If the City isn't a raging asylum the night of the holiday, who knows. Her gaze flickers up and over to Cinna briefly again but she doesn't say anything this time.

She just smiles a little. It's so subtle that it would only be noticed by someone attuned to her in some way or looking for it, but it's there. If there is one thing she doesn't want right now, it is to add to Cinna's shadows. This is the man who gave her an edge in the Games when she had none of her own, a flair -- bright, burning, and most importantly: memorable. It's not just that she owes him though, even though that's part of it. ]

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