Her sister's answer isn't very hopeful, but then again they grew up in a place that wasn't all that full of hope. This place is more advanced, more regimented, like Thirteen was, but it only had minimal hope itself. There people were trying to make changes. Here, Prim isn't even sure. She just knows that she did what was right morally in this case; the only question is if she is going to wind up in trouble for that moral decision. She hopes not, but her worry...it's more about Zatanna than it is about herself. The other girl is a mutant, after all.

Still, Prim nods. "Thanks, Katniss." The smile she gives, though, doesn't reach her eyes. She's still worried. She may have managed to escape death and...have her innocence and childhood prolonged thanks to her sister, but it doesn't mean she never worried. "I just hope the Computer, or whoever, looks at the report sees that. I don't want Zee to get in trouble, especially." Prim shrugs, trying to shake off those thoughts.

She's got a lot crowding her brain at the moment between that and the dream she had. It does make her wonder, though. Tilting her head to the left Prim decides a question, another one, anyway, can't hurt. "How did you sleep last night?" The question isn't that random, considering Katniss had trouble sleeping before coming here, but also....Prim can't help but think about the dreams that haunted her, that didn't feel like they belonged to her, all night.