Sunrise on the Reaping

Katniss listened to his words. She wrote notes for herself. Small things to help her remember before she wrote them neatly in the book. She wanted the memories of 12 to be passed on even after she was gone. It was weird for Katniss to think about the future because for many years she wasn't sure there would be much of one. Not with how things had been going with the games.

❝ well, i guess you do have a point. ❞ lucy gray admits, brows scrunching confusingly that she actually agrees. a pause as her thoughts drift off momentarily, studying the way he even said this to begin with. then her head lifts and doe eyes concentrate on the other again, ❝ you really feel that way? that we're just humans tryin' to survive? that's how you personally feel too? ❞

Coriolanus nodded as Lucy Gray spoke. "The people in the Districts are different than I was lead to believe." He told her as he knew many in the Capital saw them as savages. He himself had seen enough during the dark days to know that the Capital Citizens were not as pure as they seemed to be. "The Capital sees you all as the enemy but everyone is trying to survive."

Katniss knew she needed help. There were not many people left to tell the stories but she knew they needed to be told. She needed help to fill in the pieces she didn't know. That was why Katniss was willing to listen to others. She wanted to make sure she was doing justice to the fallen.

Katniss curled up against Peeta. Her fingers grab onto his shirt as if to hold him close to her. "I don't think it's ever going to get easier." Katniss said as even years after all of their trauma, it was haunting her nearly every night. She just wished that she could make the nightmares go away. "I just want to feel safe again."

Peeta wished he could help more. It was hard to watch her suffer when he wanted to protect her. "I think some of it is going to stick with us forever. Those we lost will never leave us. It is important that we try to live for them. Even when it is hard." Peeta said. He had lost his entire family in the bombings of 12. All he had left was Katniss. "We are safe now."

❝ what do you mean? ❞ slender shoulders shrugged after a second, finding that she felt like a confused fawn– uncertain of what anything about that meant. ❝ goin' about this the right way, how? didn't realize there was any right way about it at all in general. ❞

"The Capital treats the Districts like they are animals, and the Districts treat the Capital like Monsters." Coriolanus replied. "At what point does everyone realize that we are all human beings that are trying to survive."

stepping out in front of the other, a hint of an amused smile graced the songbird's features. a snort sounding from her at his expression that she read on his face from across the room, ❝ what's wrong? you look glum... thought capitol people like you got real joyed about this time of year. ❞

Corio looked at her. The swirl of emotions he felt only got amplified from her presence. "It is complicated." He said as he could not sort it out himself. Corio leaned closer as to make it so others would not hear his words. "I am beginning to wonder if we are all going about this the right way."