Innocence Lost

You’re right. They would. But I don’t trust either of them, and I don’t plan on telling you to do anything. All I mean is that I’ll tell you the truth.

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He laughed a bit, though it was harsh. Katniss, that's exactly what they would say. The Capitol. Here in 13. ..But.... I know.. I know I can.

We’ll bring them back. We will.

I'm-- He wasn't fine. He wasn't okay. Alright. He was questioning whether they were to be trusted. He was feeling like he could trust the Capitol more over them. He didn't know who to trust. He shook his head quickly and kept his voice low. I'm not. No. I don't think I can trust them anymore. Any of them. Here. I don't know what to do.

'The Capitol was his home,' she realized.

Hearing the news was a setback in his treatment. His trust in 13 dwindled back down to almost nothing. They suddenly no better than the Capitol in his eyes. Good. We have to. If... if we don't.. The longer they're hijacked, the longer it'll take to.... treat.. heal them.

Thank you. I’ll need all the help I can get. Last time they said they’d get them out, they dropped bombs. I won’t make the same mistake again.

They.. They wh-- they dropped bombs? Onto the Capitol?

I’m done waiting. I’m going to get them back. I’m going to bring them all back.

I want to come with you.

Yes, they haven’t really learned that whole manners thing. Freud used to call it the Id, I mean if you believe that old stuff. She closed her mouth to stop from rambling about psychology. Which also means she can see you for you and not for… for what they did to you. She just sees you as Falco. She smiled sadly, nodding in agreement. I plan on keeping it that way. She deserves that innocence. 

I've never head of that. The Id.. What an odd name... He trailed off, thinking about it. It had to mean something. It sounded Latin. He shook his head; better look it up, he thought to himself. Then he sighed in relief. Good. Elda would never know the monster he'd become. ..Thank you.

If you’d stop squirming, I could finish it quickly and there wouldn’t have to be a next time.

There's always going to be a next ti-- ow!

You said that last time, Mr. Adler.

And I'll say it the next time as well.

Elda was a special girl, she always made the situation feel at ease, it seemed that this was no different. She helped say what Castilla couldn’t, given their tricky past. She knows plenty, she knows how to get what she wants for one. She also hasn’t been told to ignore that feeling of unease because it’s polite to do so. If she doesn’t like someone, she let’s us know. And she likes you. Castilla was determined to get her point across, smiling gently at him. 

Isn't that-- that getting what they want-- isn't that like.... default setting on babies? He swore it was. Well.. yeah. I gather she hasn't been told because she wouldn't know any better.... 'Cause she's a baby. But in that ignorance, she liked him. She saw him as good. Which meant.. well, it meant he was good. In her eyes, he was good. So maybe he could be the good man she saw him as. ..Ignorance is bliss.

Castilla’s hand went out to rest on Falco’s shoulder but she stopped short, remembering how he had reacted last time they’d been alone together. As if sensing her hesitation, Elda did it for her, hitting Falco with her tiny fist. No, she knows better than anyone. She doesn’t know your past or what you’ve done, she only feels like your a good person to be around.

She tries to but she’s very good and lets go when I ask her to. 

You're someone good. Good. Was he good? He remembered wanting to kill her at one point. Remembered screaming at her. His heart sank at the memory. He needed those to go away. Falco shook his head, a sad smile forming upon his lips. She doesn't know any better.