They're only jealous, en't they? We know what we are.
[ once, he met a slim spanish lass who had glared at him with such hatred over his reluctance to take a frenchman's life. and he'd stood -- stunned -- as she slit the man's throat before him. after that day, teresa had always met him with the traditional question: how many frenchman have you killed since we last met? no matter what his answer, her verdict was always the same. not enough.
he tries to imagine one of these lucetians telling teresa to do other things. to make friends. to trust people. and he laughs. she, too, would tell them to mind their own business.
all the same, he doesn't like these games. they aren't like the partisan's war. but he doesn't blame clove; he blames those bloody politicians. ]
...Bastards.
[ clove isn't bad people. he knows that. however, the next time he speaks with her things might be a little different, considering what he learns about katniss's death between now and then. ]
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[ once, he met a slim spanish lass who had glared at him with such hatred over his reluctance to take a frenchman's life. and he'd stood -- stunned -- as she slit the man's throat before him. after that day, teresa had always met him with the traditional question: how many frenchman have you killed since we last met? no matter what his answer, her verdict was always the same. not enough.
he tries to imagine one of these lucetians telling teresa to do other things. to make friends. to trust people. and he laughs. she, too, would tell them to mind their own business.
all the same, he doesn't like these games. they aren't like the partisan's war. but he doesn't blame clove; he blames those bloody politicians. ]
...Bastards.
[ clove isn't bad people. he knows that. however, the next time he speaks with her things might be a little different, considering what he learns about katniss's death between now and then. ]