Prim smiles and nods at Alcide's recollection; he's right, that is what she was named after. "Thank you! My sister and I are both named after flowers." She had nothing to do with her own name, but it's still a really nice compliment. Alcide, just like in the memory that she had, is sweet to try and bring something other than death and their terrible memories into the conversation. For someone who seems so giant, physically, he's a pretty gentle man.
In some ways he reminds her of Peeta, though obviously not completely so, considering Peeta never towered over her the way that Alcide does, but the guy was strong physically. Everyone got the chance to see that beneath the caring, gentle demeanor he was very strong. Prim always liked Peeta, though, and she likes Alcide thus far.
Blond locks bounce with Prim's nod. "Fear and violence. They also keep the worst districts from the rebellion poor." Prim states mat wagter-of-factly. Alcide, luckily, didn't see the state of Prim's home district outside of the reaping and the lack of food and other things that she and Katniss grew up in. She can wager a guess that it would upset him. Prim understands, though, that the Hunger Games are anything but a game. "The Capitol watch it like it's...a sport, though. It's entertainment to them." Prim looks down and shakes her head, still in some ways, unable to believe that she was drawn the very first time. "That was the first time that I was even...eligible to have my name drawn. I don't have particularly good luck." Prim explains, a sad smile pulling at her mouth.
She's had this thought multiple times, and what happened....well, there's no way to change it now. So, getting upset over it will do her absolutely no good. She's alive now, and even if this place isn't perfect she's here, at least.
"Vampires..." Prim wrinkles her nose, not quite familiar with the term. "His teeth looked like something someone from the Capitol might do. To be unique and...attractive." There's a hint of a frown in her voice as she says that because Prim isn't exactly the sort of person that finds that...pretty. She's simpler, though, than individuals from the Capitol. Hearing that Alcide is a wolf, though, Prim looks up at her newfound friend. "So you're like Zee, just...different. Not the same sort of...thing." Prim finishes lamely, remembering she probably shouldn't say things like that out loud, and a bit of guilt crosses her face for actually bringing it up; the fact that he's real is obvious to Prim and, honestly, she isn't afraid of him and doesn't find him monstrous in any way. "I've never seen it before, and I'm sorry, actually, for bringing it up."
Prim looks up, wondering where the cameras are and hoping that this isn't...important enough for anyone to worry about. She's already potentially gotten herself and Zee in trouble, at least partly.
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In some ways he reminds her of Peeta, though obviously not completely so, considering Peeta never towered over her the way that Alcide does, but the guy was strong physically. Everyone got the chance to see that beneath the caring, gentle demeanor he was very strong. Prim always liked Peeta, though, and she likes Alcide thus far.
Blond locks bounce with Prim's nod. "Fear and violence. They also keep the worst districts from the rebellion poor." Prim states mat wagter-of-factly. Alcide, luckily, didn't see the state of Prim's home district outside of the reaping and the lack of food and other things that she and Katniss grew up in. She can wager a guess that it would upset him. Prim understands, though, that the Hunger Games are anything but a game. "The Capitol watch it like it's...a sport, though. It's entertainment to them." Prim looks down and shakes her head, still in some ways, unable to believe that she was drawn the very first time. "That was the first time that I was even...eligible to have my name drawn. I don't have particularly good luck." Prim explains, a sad smile pulling at her mouth.
She's had this thought multiple times, and what happened....well, there's no way to change it now. So, getting upset over it will do her absolutely no good. She's alive now, and even if this place isn't perfect she's here, at least.
"Vampires..." Prim wrinkles her nose, not quite familiar with the term. "His teeth looked like something someone from the Capitol might do. To be unique and...attractive." There's a hint of a frown in her voice as she says that because Prim isn't exactly the sort of person that finds that...pretty. She's simpler, though, than individuals from the Capitol. Hearing that Alcide is a wolf, though, Prim looks up at her newfound friend. "So you're like Zee, just...different. Not the same sort of...thing." Prim finishes lamely, remembering she probably shouldn't say things like that out loud, and a bit of guilt crosses her face for actually bringing it up; the fact that he's real is obvious to Prim and, honestly, she isn't afraid of him and doesn't find him monstrous in any way. "I've never seen it before, and I'm sorry, actually, for bringing it up."
Prim looks up, wondering where the cameras are and hoping that this isn't...important enough for anyone to worry about. She's already potentially gotten herself and Zee in trouble, at least partly.