[Clove, standing here and watching him, only feels numb.
It doesn't even hurt right now. Not her own sense of loss or watching him deal with it. She remembers the family portrait, hidden away high up in the closet where Cato can easily reach it but will never think to look. The first reveal of their then month-old daughter. A picture to satisfy the Capitol and the people of Panem, to keep them enamored with the couple who beat the odds. But it doesn't hurt. There's nothing left in her to hurt.
So she walks toward him but goes around. She doesn't touch him; she turns the dials on the stove to turn off the burners.]
Careful. [There's almost nothing to her voice.] You'll burn yourself.
[Says the girl with a few cuts on her palm where her knife's bitten in to her flesh when she needed to remind herself how real this all was.]
december 20th; action
It doesn't even hurt right now. Not her own sense of loss or watching him deal with it. She remembers the family portrait, hidden away high up in the closet where Cato can easily reach it but will never think to look. The first reveal of their then month-old daughter. A picture to satisfy the Capitol and the people of Panem, to keep them enamored with the couple who beat the odds. But it doesn't hurt. There's nothing left in her to hurt.
So she walks toward him but goes around. She doesn't touch him; she turns the dials on the stove to turn off the burners.]
Careful. [There's almost nothing to her voice.] You'll burn yourself.
[Says the girl with a few cuts on her palm where her knife's bitten in to her flesh when she needed to remind herself how real this all was.]