[She doesn't pick up most of the conversation, only paying attention here and there as she dresses the morning kill. With no Gale, no regular hunting partner, the journal's become nice company. Especially when the entries speak aloud.
But there are some words Katniss does here. Words like "games" and "something's going to eat you". Words that make her pause in her work, placing the skinning knife down on the nearby stone as she stares closer at the journal.
"Tree." "Camera." And then screaming. She scowls, glaring at the book as if it'll automatically give her video feed. When it doesn't, she lets the squirrel drop to the ground and turns on her own. It's hard not to look worried. Not when games are involved. Games and people she's slowly learned to rely on.]
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But there are some words Katniss does here. Words like "games" and "something's going to eat you". Words that make her pause in her work, placing the skinning knife down on the nearby stone as she stares closer at the journal.
"Tree." "Camera." And then screaming. She scowls, glaring at the book as if it'll automatically give her video feed. When it doesn't, she lets the squirrel drop to the ground and turns on her own. It's hard not to look worried. Not when games are involved. Games and people she's slowly learned to rely on.]
Teddy? Damn it, Teddy! What just happened?