It's not much. Definitely not what we had at the Capitol.
[She sounds almost shy. Maybe embarrassed. Because the apartment is rather small compared to what they were given as tributes, and she hasn't tried to make it feel very "home"y.
A few new pieces of furniture. Things she liked in the shops. But that's it. Nothing really... individual. The Academy had schooled her against that. Leaving a mark on her surroundings.]
There are two spare bedrooms. Right down there. [And a nod to the third door, nearest the entrance.] I sleep in there.
You're... [It feels strange. She still doesn't know what they are. Former tributes? Something more? Friends? Is he ashamed that she died screaming for him? Does he resent her for being so weak? Does he maybe still care? Just a little?] I want you to stay. As long as you want to.
July 9th, action: (backdated)
[She sounds almost shy. Maybe embarrassed. Because the apartment is rather small compared to what they were given as tributes, and she hasn't tried to make it feel very "home"y.
A few new pieces of furniture. Things she liked in the shops. But that's it. Nothing really... individual. The Academy had schooled her against that. Leaving a mark on her surroundings.]
There are two spare bedrooms. Right down there. [And a nod to the third door, nearest the entrance.] I sleep in there.
You're... [It feels strange. She still doesn't know what they are. Former tributes? Something more? Friends? Is he ashamed that she died screaming for him? Does he resent her for being so weak? Does he maybe still care? Just a little?] I want you to stay. As long as you want to.