The nod is automatic; Prim has gotten used to people knowing her, or titling her, Katniss' sister. It doesn't other her, honestly, considering everything that her sister's done for her throughout her entire life. The steadiest force in her life, the person that she's always had, has been her sister. So she's quick to claim the other girl. "Yeah, that's her name." Prim offers a small smile. "She's been here longer than I have....she works in Physical Assessment." Prim offers, though, she's pretty sure if he thinks he's met her he's right.
It's not like Katniss is particularly forgettable, or at least Prim doesn't think she is considering how her sister is.
It's almost strange, to speak to someone about the games when they aren't from her home. Prim pauses a moment, to think of the best way to explain, considering the games have always just been a part of life for her. "The Capitol is more powerful than the other Districts and when they rebelled against them....they didn't win, so the Hunger Games was the way of punishing the other districts for what they did. There are twelve districts and one boy and one girl are chosen annually for the games." Prim reaches up to tuck some hair behind her ears, sadly. "The Capitol, at that time, was stronger and there was no way to go against them. They were the government, the ones in control."
Shes sure that she's explained it poorly and she can't help the sadness that she feels, but the smirk that Alcide manages so easily does bring one tugging at the corners of Prim's lips. "Maybe...I've never been in any sort of club." Prim admits. "I suppose it could be as good as any?" She jokes back, finding herself curious about Alcide's life, in some ways, because he seems so kind, to her. "Alcide, would it be...overstepping to ask about the man with the fangs and how you turned from a wolf to man?" Prim asks quietly, a tentativeness to her tone, not wanting to upset her potential new friend with a question that might overstep boundaries.
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It's not like Katniss is particularly forgettable, or at least Prim doesn't think she is considering how her sister is.
It's almost strange, to speak to someone about the games when they aren't from her home. Prim pauses a moment, to think of the best way to explain, considering the games have always just been a part of life for her. "The Capitol is more powerful than the other Districts and when they rebelled against them....they didn't win, so the Hunger Games was the way of punishing the other districts for what they did. There are twelve districts and one boy and one girl are chosen annually for the games." Prim reaches up to tuck some hair behind her ears, sadly. "The Capitol, at that time, was stronger and there was no way to go against them. They were the government, the ones in control."
Shes sure that she's explained it poorly and she can't help the sadness that she feels, but the smirk that Alcide manages so easily does bring one tugging at the corners of Prim's lips. "Maybe...I've never been in any sort of club." Prim admits. "I suppose it could be as good as any?" She jokes back, finding herself curious about Alcide's life, in some ways, because he seems so kind, to her. "Alcide, would it be...overstepping to ask about the man with the fangs and how you turned from a wolf to man?" Prim asks quietly, a tentativeness to her tone, not wanting to upset her potential new friend with a question that might overstep boundaries.