[ The hand previously at the side of Cinna's face rests now at the back of her own neck, her teeth catching on her lower lip as she considers the predicament in the silence only to blink and half smile at Cinna's words. She has no doubt that he has put his all into this unprecedented reprise of a bloodbath with old contenders, and she hopes she's giving Peeta as much in tandem. Swallowing an uncomfortable feeling in her throat, she nods absently before sharpening her focus again. ]
I don't doubt that. How could we do less?
[ Her smile is a little wider this time, not broad by any means but more heartfelt - that of someone who empathizes if from her own differing vantage. No two views are precisely the same even if they are on the same side. No two people understand this perhaps as well as they do. It's part of what makes it such a natural synthesis of work - their collaborative design and intent. ]
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Date: 2011-06-19 02:33 am (UTC)I don't doubt that. How could we do less?
[ Her smile is a little wider this time, not broad by any means but more heartfelt - that of someone who empathizes if from her own differing vantage. No two views are precisely the same even if they are on the same side. No two people understand this perhaps as well as they do. It's part of what makes it such a natural synthesis of work - their collaborative design and intent. ]