◆┊ ferociores katniss everdeen had been sent into the hospital only a few days ago, but barely had they wanted her to move. Sometimes had Haymitch visited her along with Beetee or Finnick, which had given Caesar the opportunity to hear about the most recent events in the war. He did not dare to ask and mostly pretended to sleep when Effie or Plutarch paid him a visit. But it had been the curiosity about what happened ever since the peacekeepers had captured him. It was a lifetime ago that he had his purple hair and those wonderful suits along with a wealthy life.
It was about to become dark outside ( or maybe it already was ; depending on what month they had ) but they had just gotten dinner and apart from only on nurse they had left the hospital to go to the canteen. He did not believe that there could be a worse meal than those they got served, but Caesar did not know how wrong he was —— yet. Nevertheless the weeks in hunger had made him ignore the awful food and eat it as quickly as only possible. Today it was not just the hunger that had driven him to such a quickness.
The pain in his leg had spread as soon as he got up and luckily her bed had been next to his, but the eagerness knew that it was only right to sit down at the end of her bed. Her sadness had taken in his heart, but he wanted to help. He knew enough about Peeta and about what happened to him that the pain at last would be lessened.
' Katniss? How are you feeling? ‘
