[Her nose wrinkles a little and she tries to bite back a laugh at that kind of a description of Richard. In reality, he's probably not much older than Haymitch. Than her mother.
...okay. She smiles just a little. He is old, isn't he?
But the moment of amusement comes and goes rather quickly. It's replaced not so much by the sorrow from before but a different kind of emotion. Jealousy also does not sit well with her. And she makes a face at that.]
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...okay. She smiles just a little. He is old, isn't he?
But the moment of amusement comes and goes rather quickly. It's replaced not so much by the sorrow from before but a different kind of emotion. Jealousy also does not sit well with her. And she makes a face at that.]
I don't know any boys here.