Alcide is just likable, and as he describes the wild primrose that he's seen, Prim can't help but smile at the image....in part because she's seen bits and pieces of his home, and the way that the plantlife looks. Even if she's not as versed in wildlife, and plants, as her sister. She heard her mom talk about Katniss plants before, though. "My mom used to tease Katniss that as long as she could find herself she'd never starve." Prim smiles, lightly, at the memory. "It grows near water and the leaves are like triangles--or arrowheads--and the flower part has three white petals." That's what Prim remembers of it, though after a moment she tacks on. "You eat part of the root, like a potato."
Her mom really did hit that point home, that Katniss plants were edible. And primrose, well, can be used in teas and oils, but not for sustenance....even if here and in District 13 that knowledge wasn't really necessary even if back home it was necessary information.
"I like that way of thinking." Prim smiles, even as her blonde hair shakes with a nod. "We can always try to be better and positive here." Katniss is the pessimist and Prim...ever the optimist. So, she can appreciate that from her newfound friend. Even if he still has questions about the negative parts.
"I'm a healer....back there and here." Prim offers, thinking back to everything that happened when she died. "The things that fell from the sky....in the hunger games they use those to deliver gifts...food, weapons, medicine. So, when the kids that were in the barricade saw them that's what hey thought they were." Prim frowns at the memory, looking up at Alcide. "I was blown up by them along with everyone else." She says, as gently as she can actually manage, trying not to focus on the harsh reality.
"I've never seen anything magical until I met Zee." Prim admits. The fact that he turns into a wolf doesn't make him scary, not to Prim, if only because as a person he is just...too nice to see him being truly bad. "People aren't like the two of you in Panem." She sort of wishes that people had been, then people like her sister and Finnick might not have wound up losing all that they had. It wouldn't have all been on their weaker shoulders. The new information is just...something that would have changed everything at home. It's too bad people like him and Zee weren't in Panem.
And it's a relief that he doesn't mind talking about it because Prim can't help her curiosity. "I'm not afraid of you." The blond reassures with a smile. "You're like...a gentle giant." Prim says without thinking. "Unless you need to not be." The teen adds, thinking of Peeta, who had so much strength but could be so delicate; yeah, the two remind her of one another and it's easy to like Alcide because of that. He didn't have to try and talk to her, after all. "But getting your memories and meeting you...it's easy to see that you're a good person and to trust you." Prim can't help her honesty, even if she hasn't forgotten Cisco's warning. This is just so different, though. She knows these things for a fact, not just because she's naive and trusting.
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Her mom really did hit that point home, that Katniss plants were edible. And primrose, well, can be used in teas and oils, but not for sustenance....even if here and in District 13 that knowledge wasn't really necessary even if back home it was necessary information.
"I like that way of thinking." Prim smiles, even as her blonde hair shakes with a nod. "We can always try to be better and positive here." Katniss is the pessimist and Prim...ever the optimist. So, she can appreciate that from her newfound friend. Even if he still has questions about the negative parts.
"I'm a healer....back there and here." Prim offers, thinking back to everything that happened when she died. "The things that fell from the sky....in the hunger games they use those to deliver gifts...food, weapons, medicine. So, when the kids that were in the barricade saw them that's what hey thought they were." Prim frowns at the memory, looking up at Alcide. "I was blown up by them along with everyone else." She says, as gently as she can actually manage, trying not to focus on the harsh reality.
"I've never seen anything magical until I met Zee." Prim admits. The fact that he turns into a wolf doesn't make him scary, not to Prim, if only because as a person he is just...too nice to see him being truly bad. "People aren't like the two of you in Panem." She sort of wishes that people had been, then people like her sister and Finnick might not have wound up losing all that they had. It wouldn't have all been on their weaker shoulders. The new information is just...something that would have changed everything at home. It's too bad people like him and Zee weren't in Panem.
And it's a relief that he doesn't mind talking about it because Prim can't help her curiosity. "I'm not afraid of you." The blond reassures with a smile. "You're like...a gentle giant." Prim says without thinking. "Unless you need to not be." The teen adds, thinking of Peeta, who had so much strength but could be so delicate; yeah, the two remind her of one another and it's easy to like Alcide because of that. He didn't have to try and talk to her, after all. "But getting your memories and meeting you...it's easy to see that you're a good person and to trust you." Prim can't help her honesty, even if she hasn't forgotten Cisco's warning. This is just so different, though. She knows these things for a fact, not just because she's naive and trusting.