I believe him. Anyone else, I might not, but I don't think Peeta would tell me that if he didn't mean it, no matter how difficult it might be for him. He knows what losing Prim would do to me. With what I've learned here, it's only the fact that she's still around, and my unwillingness to take that for granted, that's kept me from snapping entirely. I can't put her through that, and I don't want to waste what time we do have. It's been all the more reason to be grateful for what I thought was the lack of a threat here. Now, it's all the more reason to fight back, to make sure it ends, and with Prim safe this time.
"Thank you, " I say, my voice hoarse, not much more than a whisper. Without waiting for a response, I lean in close again, pressing my face into the side of his neck. I could kiss him for it, but when we're trying to be friends, I don't think that would help. Not while I don't know what it would mean. It's just a difficult thing to hold back when it feels like we're in the Arena again, and that was often my best weapon there, something that saved both of our lives, the only comfort I could find. This time, though, the plan is different. Besides, I don't want to hurt him, though that's almost all I've been good for.
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Date: 2013-12-02 03:15 am (UTC)"Thank you, " I say, my voice hoarse, not much more than a whisper. Without waiting for a response, I lean in close again, pressing my face into the side of his neck. I could kiss him for it, but when we're trying to be friends, I don't think that would help. Not while I don't know what it would mean. It's just a difficult thing to hold back when it feels like we're in the Arena again, and that was often my best weapon there, something that saved both of our lives, the only comfort I could find. This time, though, the plan is different. Besides, I don't want to hurt him, though that's almost all I've been good for.