It's then that Alcide puts faces together in a way he hasn't thought of before. The girl from his dream, Prim's sister, is Katniss. Katniss is also the girl who's so often in his rooms with Derek, sleeping in Derek's bed. Derek is Alcide's roommate and friend. Yeah, he's more connected to Prim and Prim to him than either of them realized. "Your sister is Katniss, right?" He asks. The name from the dream. The name of the girl Derek is seeing. "And she's here. I think we've met."
Prim's explanation of The Hunger Games just validates the intense feeling that Alcide has to protect Prim. She's so young and she deserves better. Katniss had seemed young too, although not as young as Prim, and yet younger than the Katniss he knows here in the Complex. And reliving Prim's memory from that experience in his dreams, means he vicariously lived something Katniss has gone through as well. They both deserve better.
"I don't understand why there would be something like that... why... the government would allow it?" It's an idea he'd gleaned from her memory, but it's so abstract that he's almost unsure about it and makes it a question.
His look is sad and thoughtful as she continues. No, it's not the nicest thing to have in common. She's too young. There are worse people in his world than him, just a guy who'd always been trying to do the right thing, who should have died. He smirks and looks down. "Maybe we should form a club anyway." He half jokes. Because what can they do about it? Nothing. They can make this place better and that's about it.
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Prim's explanation of The Hunger Games just validates the intense feeling that Alcide has to protect Prim. She's so young and she deserves better. Katniss had seemed young too, although not as young as Prim, and yet younger than the Katniss he knows here in the Complex. And reliving Prim's memory from that experience in his dreams, means he vicariously lived something Katniss has gone through as well. They both deserve better.
"I don't understand why there would be something like that... why... the government would allow it?" It's an idea he'd gleaned from her memory, but it's so abstract that he's almost unsure about it and makes it a question.
His look is sad and thoughtful as she continues. No, it's not the nicest thing to have in common. She's too young. There are worse people in his world than him, just a guy who'd always been trying to do the right thing, who should have died. He smirks and looks down. "Maybe we should form a club anyway." He half jokes. Because what can they do about it? Nothing. They can make this place better and that's about it.