[Clove likes white chocolate. Enough to bring several pieces home with her after a spa visit. She'll like it much less tomorrow when the effect wears off, but... for right now, it tastes good, and she doesn't notice or mind how much she's been talking.
After Cato's address to Luceti (and a few minutes after she's finished a piece), she looks at him. The man's ring around her neck she usually hides is out, and she toys with it mildly. For all the sentiment she feels this week, she's still a Career. It's somewhat worrying, and she still knows caution about what she wants to say and how it might sound.
She strokes the ring. Cato's father's ring. Cato's ring. Then:]
February 17th, evening:
After Cato's address to Luceti (and a few minutes after she's finished a piece), she looks at him. The man's ring around her neck she usually hides is out, and she toys with it mildly. For all the sentiment she feels this week, she's still a Career. It's somewhat worrying, and she still knows caution about what she wants to say and how it might sound.
She strokes the ring. Cato's father's ring. Cato's ring. Then:]
You ever think about doing it?