She has no qualms about Derek holding her closer. The closeness does comfort her, yes, but she also just likes being held by him. Derek's good at holding her. He's good at making her feel safe. That's not something she feels all that often.
Is she still stuck in the nightmare? Katniss can't tell. She feels so lost. Is Panem the dream? Or Alpha Complex? Is she really a girl named Katniss Everdeen? Or is she the man she dreamed about? There's so many different places in her memory at the moment. Different worlds and different lives. All of them seem painful. There's no escape from that, is there? The pain life can bring.
She does her best to listen to Derek, watching as he pulls an arm out to hold up five fingers. Curious, Katniss reaches out to touch his palm. "One," she whispers, touching his thumb. "Two. Three. Four. Five."
So she's awake. At least she's awake according to Derek's rationale. This is real. But that doesn't explain her dreams. She's not that smart or that creative. Her brow furrows and she frowns. "It's real?"
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Is she still stuck in the nightmare? Katniss can't tell. She feels so lost. Is Panem the dream? Or Alpha Complex? Is she really a girl named Katniss Everdeen? Or is she the man she dreamed about? There's so many different places in her memory at the moment. Different worlds and different lives. All of them seem painful. There's no escape from that, is there? The pain life can bring.
She does her best to listen to Derek, watching as he pulls an arm out to hold up five fingers. Curious, Katniss reaches out to touch his palm. "One," she whispers, touching his thumb. "Two. Three. Four. Five."
So she's awake. At least she's awake according to Derek's rationale. This is real. But that doesn't explain her dreams. She's not that smart or that creative. Her brow furrows and she frowns. "It's real?"