What do you suppose their idea of fun is? Maybe I am. [She's never going to be the good-time girl, it would require too many shifts in the tectonic plates that make her up. But she does remember fun. A long time ago. At least, she remembers being satisfied with her achievements, and that's almost the same thing.
(No, there's fun, too. Her mind offers flashes of two arrows notched at once and Gale's smile bright in the wood's dappled light. Catching Peeta's blue eyes as he so earnestly explains that if you put enough pressure on coal, it turns to pearls. Finnick Odair whisking off his hospital gown to reveal a body a little more ravaged than it used to be, but presented with his old, ridiculous charm).
It's for his benefit that she puts on one of her practised smiles and takes his arm.]
To the best bakery in town. [However strange that makes her feel. There are more important things to focus on - now that she has her focus. Things she's seeing more clearly.] And you can tell me how long you were here, before. And when you last saw me.
[That show he's putting on. The Finnick who spent a night knotting rope with her couldn't pull it off so easily, not yet.]
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(No, there's fun, too. Her mind offers flashes of two arrows notched at once and Gale's smile bright in the wood's dappled light. Catching Peeta's blue eyes as he so earnestly explains that if you put enough pressure on coal, it turns to pearls. Finnick Odair whisking off his hospital gown to reveal a body a little more ravaged than it used to be, but presented with his old, ridiculous charm).
It's for his benefit that she puts on one of her practised smiles and takes his arm.]
To the best bakery in town. [However strange that makes her feel. There are more important things to focus on - now that she has her focus. Things she's seeing more clearly.] And you can tell me how long you were here, before. And when you last saw me.
[That show he's putting on. The Finnick who spent a night knotting rope with her couldn't pull it off so easily, not yet.]