[ Katniss recognizes that fervency, even if she doesn't know the woman displaying it. When you're hungry, anything is good, even muddy bread or burnt rabbit or boiled weeds. Claire eats the fruit cocktail while she's starving, as Katniss watches from where she was crouched to investigate a lower cupboard for supplies to scavenge.
There's kinship in that, in seeing someone hungry, even if the woman dresses like she's from the Capitol. Or, like she was from the Capitol and then spent a couple of days in an Arena running through mud and whipping underbrush. ]
Don't eat too fast,
[ She advises quietly, standing. Her posture is wary despite the advice being a friendly overture, and by now she's armed to the teeth and hypervigilant in this strange location. ]
It's sugary, you'll make yourself sick. Have some rice cakes with it.
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There's kinship in that, in seeing someone hungry, even if the woman dresses like she's from the Capitol. Or, like she was from the Capitol and then spent a couple of days in an Arena running through mud and whipping underbrush. ]
Don't eat too fast,
[ She advises quietly, standing. Her posture is wary despite the advice being a friendly overture, and by now she's armed to the teeth and hypervigilant in this strange location. ]
It's sugary, you'll make yourself sick. Have some rice cakes with it.