[Why does she keep talking about it? Over and over again. Anyone who sits still long enough.
Because it has to be real. She has to make herself remember that it's real. What happened to her-- and, ultimately, to Cato-- is her own fault. She'd strayed too far from his protection, gotten too blood-thirsty, thought too much about giving a show.
She'd seen how different it could have been if she'd just kept closer to him.]
He was pretty much my only friend. And I got him killed.
[Detached, like she's talking about one of the Games she watched, years ago. One that doesn't affect her life.]
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Date: 2012-06-27 04:56 am (UTC)From:Because it has to be real. She has to make herself remember that it's real. What happened to her-- and, ultimately, to Cato-- is her own fault. She'd strayed too far from his protection, gotten too blood-thirsty, thought too much about giving a show.
She'd seen how different it could have been if she'd just kept closer to him.]
He was pretty much my only friend. And I got him killed.
[Detached, like she's talking about one of the Games she watched, years ago. One that doesn't affect her life.]