[Cato jerks in his seat as she speaks, almost making to close his journal when he hears her but this isn't anything she wouldn't have seen or would see and...yeah it's too late for that anyway. He's just been developing the habit.
He pauses, considering his answer. On the one hand it was so nice just being able to do what he was good at again. On the other, dying had colored the entire draft in a bad light for Cato. And he didn't think Clove would ever really understand that.]
I don't know.
[Cato shrugs, because he can't lie to her when they're talking about this kind of stuff.]
Being able to fight again...actually fight... [He smiles, a sort of dreamy look on his face as he sighs. It's like he's talking about his first love or Clovesomething.]
But that... something wrong happened before you were there.
action:
He pauses, considering his answer. On the one hand it was so nice just being able to do what he was good at again. On the other, dying had colored the entire draft in a bad light for Cato. And he didn't think Clove would ever really understand that.]
I don't know.
[Cato shrugs, because he can't lie to her when they're talking about this kind of stuff.]
Being able to fight again...actually fight... [He smiles, a sort of dreamy look on his face as he sighs. It's like he's talking about his first love or
Clovesomething.]But that... something wrong happened before you were there.