[She nods, feebly returning the smile before clutching the grip of her bow closer to her chest. She stands there a second more, not quite wanting to leave current company. It had been a nice distraction, having someone to talk without much mention of her damned nightmares or journal post.
But she had come here with research in mind. And she's too stubborn to quit now.
First light had come all too slowly. She had awoken hours ago, screaming at the nightmares that had haunted her during her few hours sleep. Back in the Capitol, watching Boggs die. Hearing the lizard muttations hiss her name in the sewers.
She's at the bridge a good fifteen minutes before the agreed upon time. Along with her customary bow and quiver, she has a bag with everything necessary - in her opinion - to make a decent meal. Katniss paces back and forth as she waits, as if the repeated motion will sooth the lingering nightmares.
It doesn't. Not nearly as well as she would like.]
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But she had come here with research in mind. And she's too stubborn to quit now.
First light had come all too slowly. She had awoken hours ago, screaming at the nightmares that had haunted her during her few hours sleep. Back in the Capitol, watching Boggs die. Hearing the lizard muttations hiss her name in the sewers.
She's at the bridge a good fifteen minutes before the agreed upon time. Along with her customary bow and quiver, she has a bag with everything necessary - in her opinion - to make a decent meal. Katniss paces back and forth as she waits, as if the repeated motion will sooth the lingering nightmares.
It doesn't. Not nearly as well as she would like.]